Aurelia and Anastasia, though they must have sensed my distress, showed no signs of hesitation. They had their own battles to fight, and they couldn't afford to worry about me. I wouldn't let them. Aurelia was locked in combat with the fire demon, her golden flames flickering like a dying star. Anastasia's dark flames wrapped around the shadow demon, holding it at bay, but I knew they couldn't last much longer. The strain on them was visible in every movement, every heavy breath.