The demon's charge was halted by the glob of anemic fire that the kitsune had launched. Ducking, it managed to get off with a scathing blow before the magical flames collided with the cavern wall and incinerated pure stone. Holing in pain, it stumbled forward and was disorientated for a time, albeit far from dead.

When D'Artagne surprisingly managed to find a catapult within the confines of an underground city (as it was, the dwarves in a great show of laziness had designed a catapult to hurl slag from the smithies off into a nearby, vacant cavity where it could be forgotten) and unleashed a hail of stones upon the demon, that did it share of damage as well. The thing fell backwards. Scrambling to its feet, in a few great strides it finally closed the gap between itself and Torrens. With a flurry of blows, it would prepare to pummel the heat straight out of the fire demon.

Still, while it was distracted by other quarry, perhaps Clotho and Balothiss could see their plan into fruition and end the monstrous being rightly.