The Demon Chief rushed Bane in a flash. Its six arms were a flurry of blows, but Bane returned all of the strikes. Bane knew this was unfair, since his body healed almost as fast as the fist collided, but it was still a hell of a workout. He was glad to get this stress relief, and while the hits he was receiving were not the best, he had a hard time finding the strength and speed of the Demon Chief disappointing.
After a few minutes of trading blows, Zibblefritts looked like he was trying to cough, but for lack of a mouth, the blood squirted out of his eyes and ears, causing the demon to stubble back from Bane.
'You really are not a normal creature! Not only can you regenerate your limbs, but your body can repair itself faster than I can harm you!' Zibblefritts screamed mentally, and Bane grinned.