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12:16 PM
Fifteen minutes had passed and the Death Bat, exhausted, came down for a landing bringing Basil with her. It came down on the roof of Bishop Dunan's, bringing him right back to where he had begun this adventure.
As exhausted as the Death Bat was it was not nearly exhausted enough. The moment Basil let go of its leg, the demon leapt at Basil with fangs bared. The fangs were heading for Basil's throat.
His hands shot out and wrapped around the neck of the humanoid bat, Basil's focus being on keeping those fangs away from his throat. Clawed hands reached for Basil's face, clawing at it and that was what caused Basil to go from trying to keep the monster's fangs from his throat to closing his grip on the neck of the fiend.
Eventually the Death Bat collapsed. It was dead. The long nightmare was over.
Shoving the husk of the creature off of him, Basil brought a hand to his face. There was blood. He had scars enough already on his front, what was a few more?