"Just be sure not to bite me, I bite back."
Darius, in the middle of demon slaying, did a little half amused snort at the comment. "I fink I know wha i cah an' cah'h bi--AH! AH! HOT!"
He stumbled back a step and turned; half of his head was engulfed in magical flames. Fortunately, being magical flames, they leaped obediently off of him when he spat a large, fiery chunk of still-screaming demon at the ground.
Somewhat off-balance, Darius threw out his hand and braced himself on Niorin's shoulder. The other arm he wiped across his mouth. "Saved our butts but definitely didn't save my mouth. Bleeeeeh everything tastes like sulfur!"
Stabilised now, it was time to take stock of his surroundings again. Broken windows, scratched up walls, everything that needed to be dead either already dead or in the process of burning to death. Considering the situation a few minutes ago, this wasn't too bad. Loud rumblings from above. Partner looks a little irritated. Possibly violent; avoid touching again--
Wait. What was rumbling?
That was about the moment when a certain blue-haired student, together with a half-conscious blonde girl slung over his shoulder, raced right past them. They were making a beeline for the door...
"...Oh boy." And now Darius was turning, and pushing a startled Niorin down the hall behind the other pair, and saying things like "Let's go let's go let's go!", and realizing that probably the worst place to be is the ground floor of a collapsing building full of burning demon corpses.