[Stakes were made to get past ribs and pierce the heart. It went in considerably deeper in the demon's eye socket. And ew. So much ew with the gore that spurted out over her hand.
With a battle yell, she pushed the grossness out of her mind and kept shoving the stake in until eventually the demon fell over.
...onto her. At least it wasn't moving, but damn was it heavy.]
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With a battle yell, she pushed the grossness out of her mind and kept shoving the stake in until eventually the demon fell over.
...onto her. At least it wasn't moving, but damn was it heavy.]
Uh... Little help here?