[h1]Blackjack V The Drunken Warlock Round Two[/h1]

"[i][color=39b54a]Alright, this shit's on lock. There's no way that elf can just walk off-...oh come the fuck on, really?[/color][/i]"

Teller couldn't believe what he was seeing, an elf, wounded but alive, staggering out of the bar. Bleeding from multiple cuts, shrapnel wounds no doubt, the elf staggered out. Teller didn't hesitate to raise his rifle, ready to pop a bullet into the elf...and then the elf raised his hands, seemingly in surrender. The elf chuckled, saying "[color=0072bc]It seems you...win..friend. Perhaps you'd like to come over and..strip my soul? All you need to do is plug your phylactery into mine.[/color]"

Teller narrowed his eyes, suspicious, but had little choice but to slowly close the distance, rifle trained on the elf. However, as he drew nearer, his suit's devil warning light went off. Teller's instincts kicked in and he charged the elf in a low posture. Sure enough, a bolt of pure shadow it where Teller's chest would've been if he hadn't gone for a low charge. "[i][color=39b54a]Lucky me.[/color][/i] Teller thought drily as he slammed into the Elf. A steel scepter slammed into his head, though it didn't even dent his faceplate as Teller slammed his fist into the elf's face, stunning the demonologist. Teller applied his arm to the elf's throat, pushing hard, aiming to crush the elf's throat. However, before he could finish, again a powerful force yanked him off the elf. Landing with an 'oof', James hefted his rifle to bring it on target, finding the bracer-demon again facing him.

James needed to stop trying to get into melee, as that seemed to be the trigger for this..thing appearing. And so, he fell back into a nearby house, this time having time to kick down the door as the demon pursued him. It seemed the demon had no form of long range combat, good, that gave Teller the edge he needed. Charging into the house, Teller soon found what he was looking for, a dresser in which he could hide and get an ambush off. Teller jumped into the dresser to wait and, sure enough, the demon swept in...the elf shortly behind. James couldn't win a fair fight it seemed, that demon was too durable, an ambush though...that would do just fine.