Daddy Liberty backed off, placing his rifle in front of him to guard from the ghul. "Holy h-"  the man began to hack under his mask before he could speak his next word. Daddy Liberty held his breath and closed his eyes. The man focused on his liver and lungs, hoping that the demon did not take those while he was off guard.

As Daddy Liberty stepped back, he could feel the pressure on his boots somewhat lessen, before it turned out that the very plastic was slowly beginning to dissolve! "Hmm... I see" Daddy Liberty thought. He looked to the path before him, before thinking up a plan. He drew another breath, trying to bear with the obnoxious scent of the air. This time, he allowed the demon to do its work. Daddy Liberty lamented slightly, but through his mask, it was impossible to really see his facial expression.

Daddy Liberty's plan, was simply to kill the Ghul, or at least cripple him before running off. Daddy Liberty took his left hand off his rifle, and snapped his fingers- he was calling upon his mighty, screaming eagle! "Alright you fuck" Daddy Liberty choked out.

The man turned tail and ran, trying to escape from the acid ground- and the narrow passage ways. As he finally escaped, the bottom of his boots had already dissolved and the acid was eating away at the bottom of his feet.