The witch rubbed her side where a layer of ice still clung. Her eyes were locked on max as she smirked. Max felt unease and glanced around him aware that something was off. She looked far too triumphant despite the fact of how far he pushed her. The reason for that was soon evident as he near a snarl behind him and the drip-drip of a slimy liquid trailing down his forehead. Glancing up he froze as he realized this time she had managed to summon a huge lion, it was the size of a car. “That seems like cheating,” he muttered. He didn’t want to make any sudden moves or give the beast a reason to maul him.
“Oh he’s just a sweet little puddy cat,” She objected with a grin. With a snap of her fingers, the beast sprung into action. Its mouth descended on Max and the demon found himself struggling
