Brian began assessing the situation. He knew from news given out by Ms. Claire that Logan had protected his town from 200 demons. He wasn't going to be shown up by such a small number.
He flew forth towards the most populated section of the demon camp and began causing devastation. Each of his punches carried the force of a missile, sending demons flying left and right, crashing onto their own.
Catching a glimpse of the others, he saw Jonathan's blades slicing through enemies and George's infinite javelin throw, allowing him to keep using the same weapon when thrown.
Brian's greed rose to the top. He did not stop his hands from moving, his fists protected by flames that turned all his hits into energy.
His knuckles had yet to touch flesh, which meant he still had a lot of power. Fifty or so demons were dealt with in minutes, their corpses littering the floor. Brian laughed towards Gomir, who began to set up magic arrays.
