Landeel tumbled along the ground after the demon had thrown him and stopped himself a distance away, getting back up to a kneeling position. From where he was he saw as the other templars took down the demons two minion's, Cyrena and Krovah, or at least the illusions of them. Looking back to the demon he saw Karl stabbing it with his blades, a mad grin on his face, before Ruinil came about and threw him aside, he could hear her chastising him for his bloodlust. It seemed to snap him out of it as the grin left his face and he rose slowly to Ruinil returning his sword to him along with some reassuring words.

   Landeel got back to his own feet and drew his sword off his back, kicking up dirt as he struck it along the ground beside him. before being interrupted by Ruinil, Karl had managed to at least weaken the demon and it was now distracted by their exchange. Seeing this he rushed at it, Driving his greatsword through it's neck, quickly following that by drawing his shortsword and plunging it into the demon's chest just below. He then pulled the blade up, coming up through it's skull and out. With it finished he pushed the demon's corpse off his shortsword with his foot and sheathed his weapons. He remained silent and just waited for the dream to end now.