Siph easily side-stepped the brute, tripping him as he did. Krath fell in a tumble of blades and limbs, accidentally cutting himself in several places. He roared in anger, but saw no one when he looked around.
"Where are you, Siph? I'll crush you!"
A sharp pain on his head caused him to look up. Siph was standing on his head, dancing around and occasionally digging his sharp talons in whenever the mood suited him.
And he's making the fool of me! Krath clawed at the dancing demon on his head, but only succeeded in slicing another divot in his skin with his sharp but clumsy claws.
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