A Dangerous Test

Me and Tara are about to make our way back to Felicia soon, but there's one thing that I wanted to do before we leave.

"I'm going to test the demon's defenses," I said to Tara. "I'm gonna go over to the demon tower, strike the demon that's outside the tower with my blade, and then I'm going to quickly run."

"I don't know, Ricky," Tara replied. "That sounds a little too dangerous."

"Oh, it is," I said. "But I think I'll be able to run to safety before it can retaliate."

"I don't think you should do it, Ricky," Tara replied.

"I'll be fine, babe," I responded. "You stay here and keep a watch out for me."

I'm now going to the demon tower to test the demon's defenses.

Event:

I'm near the demon now. I strike the demon with my blade. It's like striking rock. The blade didn't do any damage to the demon. The demon turns around. It's looking into my eyes. It's getting into my mind. It's showing me a disturbing vision of my own pain and suffering. I see myself lying in a pool of my own blood. The demon is telling me that I'm going to die. I'm fighting back against it. Get the fuck out of my mind...

I break free from the demon's grasp on my mind. I tell it to go fuck itself, and I begin to run. I'm running as fast as I can. The demon is chasing after me. It's catching up. I'm continuing to run. The demon is getting closer. I'm at the outpost. I'm running towards Tara. I warn Tara that the demon is just outside the outpost.