Glarks clawlike hands clutched the arm, squeezing down enough to cause his knuckles to go white. "Let go." Not waiting for the compliance, his smile spread like a cut, and he opened wide and clamped down on the limb.

Paige throws up a very weak spark spell and illuminates the room. The black shadowy mass still clamping down on Aylia, Paige shoots a stream of fire at what she hoped was the demon's face. "Get Aylia away from it, and I'll slow it down so we can get out."

"Argh!" The demon said as Glarks bit down on his arm. Glarks' teeth went right though his arm, sending it falling to the ground. Aylia coughed a bit, rising to her feet again. She looked at the dark demon as Paige threw a fireball at it's face, his arm seemed to be growing back from where Glarks had bit him. She also thought she saw something else in his chest, but the fire spell went out quickly, leaving them in darkness again.

Aylia coughed as she stumbled up the stairs, back to where the rest of them were waiting to ambush the demon, hoping he would follow them into their trap.

"Good, time to make our escape then." Paige unsheathed her sword and mumbled something under her breath. The sword began to glow red and as she slammed it into the ground, a stream of fire made it's way towards the demon. When it touched the demon, the fire formed a ring around it and erupted up to the cieling of the cave. "Everybody out, that won't hold for long." Paige took off towards the mouth of the cave.

Hearing the noise in the cave, Nate said, "Okay, sounds like they've found the demon. When it comes out, I'll freeze it into place, then you guys begin beating the living hell out of it."

As he was talking, his breath became visible in the room temperature air, and his clothes began to accumulate a thin layer of frost, in preperation for his powers.

"Here." Glark said, putting Aylia's arm over his shoulder, supporting her weight while making sure she didn't get cut on his barbed wire. He took her out of the cave while looking back and checking on the demon. Finally they made it out and he let the thiefette stand on her own in the fresh air. "He's coming, he's mad, he tastes like shit."

Lunas dropped into a fighting crouch just outside of the door, staying out of sight.

His two swords glinted dramatically.

Tyril lowers his blade and crouches into a spring stance, waiting on the opposite side of Lunas.
OOC: since I probably won't be on when this starts, I'm just going to post what I'd do then, which is go for a flanking attack, trying to deal damage to legs or neck to incapacitate it so one of the bigger hitters can get a kill. Thanks for noting this

As the group retreated out of the cave, they could hear the demon following soon after. It seemed to get darker out as the demon got closer to the exit of the cave, even though it was still a little bit before nightfall.

"I see now. A trap?" The demon shreiked as he reached the mouth of the cave, shooting out his stretchable arms to pin down anyone clove enough to him.

"Yes," was all Lunas said.

As the arm came at him, he slashed at it, slicing it in two straight down the middle before using the second blade to lop a chunk of. He charged forward and stabbed one of his swords straight at the face of the demon.