Crystal was sent flying across the street, by a hard kick to the stomach. Her back slammed into the opposing building, searing with pain.
WHY WONT YOU GIVE UP DEMON?! IM NOT LETTING YOU KILL ANYBODY THIS TIME!
Crystal screamed as she staggered to her feet.

He made it back to his 'home' well before nightfall. "Well then, looks like I get to tidy the place up then." He smirked opening the storage containers door. "Let's see here, I guess I could sweep. Then there is laundry that needs to be done."

Sola flew over the city, searching for.... someone. She heard loud shouts from ahead, and spotted two creatures fighting, one presumably human, and the other a demon. She alighted on top of a streetlight, watching intently. Deciding the human was adequate, and the demon was probably not terribly manipulatable, she fired a few flaming suns between them, creating a barrier of fire along the ground.
Thanks for the show, idiots.
Sola smirked and began to clap sarcastically.

Crystals vison went hazy, as the heat from the fire, blasted her face. She looked lazily up to the small girl.
Thanks, Brat. But, hes MINE.
She said, growling.
Her muscles and bones aches and creaked, with the strain of transforming to a dragon again. She took off, after the demon, pinning him down, and blow torching his head. The demon passed out, and automatically got sucked back into Crystals body. She shrunk back down, and dissapeared completely from sight, sinking into the ally ways.

Sola simply watched as Crystal left, her eyes like burning embers. She swooped up into the sky, circling the purple-haired girl like a vulture. She perched atop a tree, careful not to let her wings catch the tree on fire.

It didnt take long to clean up around the place, it wasn't like he had been staying in it for very long. With a sigh he settled down to read his book again. This particular book was a lesson in survival book that he had picked up after everything went to ******. "There isn't much here I can do without fire..." he sighed flipping through the pages. His face had begun to hurt again, the wounds demanding they be reviled. "I'll let the burns air out tonight, when I shift..."

From, the shadows, Crystal slunk back to the forest. There were too many survivors, and she hated to have to interact with many people. As she was leaving, she saw a familiar pack, in the corner of her eye. It was a cigarette pack. Perfect! She scooped it up, and headed back into the trees.

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Sola swooped down behind Crystal, just loud enough for her to hear. She uncaringly brushed her wingtips against a few low hanging branches, creating a wreath of fire around herself.
Didnt your mother teach you smoking was bad?
She said in a condescending tone.
The flames had spread, trying to engulf Crystal.

Crystal ignored the twat, and walked through the flames. She was unharmed. She stopped for a second, took out a cig, and lit it in the fire. She took a long drag, blew the smoke in Solas face, and continued walking, with the smoke between her teeth. A thin stream of smoke floated from the cig.