I stood there, sword drawn defending myself from the beast. It was cold and heartless drawing my strength from me. Suddenly it leapt away and to my left. Right past me into the midst of my dear friend, it cackles and jumps into him all the while he grows weaker. I roar in pain and anguish. This is something I cannot defeat, something that my friend must do on his own. I promised to protect them, all of them, and yet I have failed my task. All I can do now is pray for his safety and strength and that he will survive the demons destructive nature.