Damien curled his lip at the fleeing coward. "Yeah, run home to Mama, little girl, and don't come back". He paused as he saw Sin.
Sin didn't speak. He kept walking toward his targets. He held his arms out to his sides as he manifested his weapons on his biceps and hips.
The gallu Daimon was the first to come at him. Sin flipped him over, onto his back, and held him in place with his knee. He jerked the knife from his belt and plunged it between the Daimon's eyes and then buried a second knife in his heart, just to be sure.
The Daimon didn't burst apart, which let Sin know that when a Daimon crossed with a gallu, they were serious shit.
But Sin would deal with this one later. The knives would keep him dead until they could burn him. Right now, Sin had the gallu to finish.
"Come to Papa", Sin said, rising slowly to his feet.
The demon did, but he was smarter than the gallu Daimon. He didn't run at Sin, he approached him slowly. And when the demon was within striking distance, he punched. Sin clocked the strike and delivered a fist of his own straight to the demon's solar plexus. It didn't even faze him. The demon moved forward to bite Sin, but he stepped right, out of range.
"Who taught you to fight? Your sister?" Sin struck the demon's back.
Spinning, the demon caught him with a solid punch so hard that it knocked him up, off his feet. He hit the ground flat on his back.
Sin flipped himself back to his feet, ready to battle. But before he could move, a steel spike appeared between the demon's eyes.
It was jerked free as the demon slid to the floor to show him Deimos.
"Nasty little bastards your family created. Now it's time to finish the fight we started earlier."
"Looking forward to it."
Deimos swung at him. Sin blocked and the next attack came so fast he barely had time to counter it. He jerked his head back just before Deimos would have hit him. His fist came so close, Sin could feel the windburn of its passing on his cheek. He swung at Deimos's chin, but the Dolophonos jerked his head to the side. Sin missed him by only scant millimeters.
In spite of that, Sin smiled. It'd been a long time since he faced someone he considered an equal.
Kat popped in just as Sin landed a staggering blow to Deimos's chest. The Dolophonos reeled back.
She paused beside Damien. "What did I miss?"
"Not much," he said dryly. "Killer Daimon that was eaten by a gallu. Sin killed the gallu Daimon on the floor over there. Then numb-nuts popped in, killed the gallu, and attacked Sin." He glanced askance at her. "Want to wager on the winner?"
She was appalled by his suggestion. "Damien!"
"What?" he asked, his face a mask of confused innocence. "I mange a casino. Gambling is my life. If I were smart, I'd start running odds and bets right now. Trust me, Sin would not only appreciate it, he'd approve."
The sad thing was, Damien was probably right about that.
"You are so amoral"
"No. I'm a Daimon. Morals don't become us."
Kat made a feigned sound of disgust at him before she turned her attention back toward the men who were fighting. She had to give Sin credit, unwounded, he was more than holding his own against Deimos. She truthfully couldn't say who would win.
At least not until Sin kicked Deimos back so hard, Deimos went flying into one of the mirrors, shattering it. She cringed in sympathetic pain as Deimos slammed to the floor.
Deimos paused as he saw Kat. A sinister smile curved his lips as he started for her.
Kat braced herself for his attack.
But he never reached her.
His face filled with the wrath of hell, Sin went for Deimos and pulled a barbed cord from around his wrist. Just as Kat moved to strike him, Sin wrapped the cord around Deimos's throat and snatched him back from her.
"That was you fatal mistake," Sin snarled in Deimos's ear as he tightened his grip.