*the last vestiges of the demon that had been slowly possessing Maya, exerts its remaining self to protect his only possible host. With a screech from unconscious lips, Maya's body brings about the discarded shield that lay on the ground and brings it around and smacks the sword aside. Her eyes drain of the blackness. She wakes up enough, and strains with the last bit of adrenaline given by the demon's fear, to use the spikes on the shield to sever the last strip on Stratos body.* [b]Thank... You...[/b] *she gasps before her head falls back into a deep unconsciousness.* [spoiler]that's the end of the fight for my character. I think I might cry... Lel[/spoiler]