Rex's barrel hummed as black and red energy swirled around it. "I'm gonna enjoy this," he said, and fired. Draconae was hurled back, injured, but alive. "He just won't die!" The warlock spat blood on the ground.
"Not yet," he growled. "Not while I am bound by honor to serve Lady Arachne." There was a piercing wail from nearby; their fighting had disturbed a Kishin's slumber.