Searcher looked like he was hyperventilating. He was breathing fast and hard. Everyone was pretty much staring at me or comforting Searcher. I continued drinking the soup. 

"I served him for eight years. The worse eight years of my life." I hiss. 

I turn to them.

"Now do you see why Asagor is not to be made a fool of. He's coming, and when he does he will destroy this place. Nothing will be left but bones." I say.

"Um, can you not scare me like that?" Searcher breathed.

"I'm just calling a spade a spade." I shrug. 

"What do we do? When are they coming?" Ethan asked.

I heard a growl. I hear heavy breathing. I hear claws moving outside the farmhouse.

"What the?" Ethan asked.

I put my hand over his mouth. I put a finger over my mouth. 

"They're already here." I whispered.

I drew my long-bladed sword out. 

"Sweet sword." Ethan muttered.

Jaeger pulled out his crossbow. 

"That will not help much." I whispered.

"We'll see about that." Jaeger growled.

"Three, two, one," I counted.

Right on schedule. The roof broke and the demon dropped into the house. Perfect timing. Now I have to kill it.