Anger gives motivation without purpose; one that only crushes everything in it's sporadic path.

Everything felt surreal, like a dream. But everything felt tangible, like a reality

The sun shined brightly in Jay’s eyes as he awoke. The situation he awoke from, however, was unfamiliar. Jay had remembered falling asleep against a bookshelf in Twilight’s library, but now he was lying on his back, in what felt like a field. When he managed to sit upright, he saw a large mountain in the distance just past the field that he was apparently lying in.

Wait a second.....what happens when you sleep somewhere and wake up somewhere else?... he thought, his worry quickly growing. With that thought, Jay stood up and swiftly checked himself to notice that he wore only his apparel, and that all of his equipment, including the Guardian sword, was gone.

Son of a bitch, are you kidding me!? They stole all my goddamned gear! Jay thought, clenching his gloved fists hard. Jay’s thoughts of anger and rage suddenly dissipated, however, when he looked to his left to see the horrific scene that had engulfed the pony residence.

The town was almost completely destroyed, with most of its buildings still in a fiery blaze. The library Jay remembered entering looked as if a giant, rugged axe had cleaved it in half diagonally. The remnants of the other half lay on the ground beside it, on top of several other buildings near it. The train at the station had apparently tore through several homes and crashed into the town square. It hadn't derailed, however. It looked as if something threw the train directly at the town.

Suddenly, a thought he had hoped wasn’t true hit Jay as he looked down at his own hands. His gloves were gone, and blood stained his palms and fingers.

“No....No! There's no way!!” Jay shouted, shutting his eyes at the sight. He knew of a form of himself that reveled in the destruction and death that was the town. “No!...I didn’t do this! I COULDN’T have done this!”

‘Ah, you’re right Jay...” spoke a cold, yet familiar voice behind Jay. “You didn’t do anything...'cept let off some steam, maybe. No harm done, yeah?”. The voice let out a mocking laugh at Jay’s back.

His anger quickly returned, Jayhawk spun around to face a darkened, shadow of himself staring at him, his eyes replaced with black voids. His clothes were torn and his hair hung down as if it had been drenched. As much as he hated to see Ira face to face, it relieved him to know that this was nothing but a taunting dream conjured by his own inner demons. He loosened his body, crossing his arms and glaring at his demonic mirror.

“Rise and shine, hero” Ira spoke, shining smile that bore his jagged teeth ‘Did you sleep well?”

“Ah, cut the crap. You don’t haunt me unless you want something” Jay said, eager to find the meaning of his nightmare

Ira returned a shrill, small giggle that caused Jay to cringe a little at the sound “You’re always such a forward man! Nobody stands in your way. Nobody at all!”

“I asked you a question” Jay remarked.

“And that I shall answer indeed” Ira replied in a mockingly proper tone

Suddenly Ira disappeared in a small puff of black smoke, and reappeared beside Jay, hanging his left arm on Jay’s shoulder. Jay shifted his head as far away from Ira as he could, as the mixed smell of decaying corpses and blood that emanated from the shadow tugged hard at his sense.

“Up there, see it? You can’t miss it” Ira chuckled, pointing towards the sun The two of them stared at the giant star, it’s brightness somehow not affecting Jay’s eyes. ”So vibrant...and pretty! It’s beautiful, huh?”

“That’s what you want?... The sun?” Jay mocked, shrugging Ira off of his shoulder “Since when does a shadow have a solar fetish?”

“Oh, but the sun is beautiful here, Jay!” Ira swooned, interlocking his hands and pretending to be a giddy little girl “She really is a sight for sore eyes, and she's super nice and caring. You'd love her!” Ira laughed deviously as he sat down cross legged in the grass.

Jayhawk sighed, both in confusion and annoyance. Ira’s true form had to be one of the most creepy, yet irritant demons Jay had ever met, and he was stuck in his head for good. 'It's dreams like these that make me regret ever taking up the Guardian's sword in the first place.'

“Listen, unless you want me to somehow rocket into space, we’re not getting anywhere near that thing” Jay said, scratching his head. Ira had seldom demanded odd things in Jay’s subconscious before, but this was on the top of the list.

“Oh...but you can easily get the sun for us!” Ira piped up, pushing off the dead grass to stand. “She’s coming here soon. All you gotta do is TAKE HER!”

Before Jay could respond, Ira's form dissipated into a thick cloud of black smoke that swiftly engulfed Jay. He held his arms in front of his eyes as the smoke slowly suffocated his view. Then, with a sharp breath, Jay awoke in shock where he originally dozed off. He quickly inspected himself to see that nothing on him had been touched. A voice beside him interrupted his moment of relief, causing him to turn his head toward it.

“Quickly, get up! She’s almost here!” yelled the purple unicorn that stood before him. Jay took several seconds before he could remember her name.

“Eh...Twilight, right? What is it?” Jayhawk questioned hazily, standing up slowly “Who’s almost here?”

“Princess Celestia! She replied to my letter saying that she would be visiting Ponyville to see you in person as soon as possible!” Twilight looked completely distraught, yet very tidy and proper, as if she was late for her own wedding “She’s almost here, you have to hurry outside!” she said, stomping her hoof on the ground.

“Wow, uh...”Jay replied, dumbfounded by the situation “I’m...I guess I’m honored?”

‘You should be! Now, get outside, quickly!” urged the purple unicorn, nodding her head towards the door.

‘Yeah yeah, I got it...I’m going” Jay said, lazily waving an arm at Twilight’s rants. “Shoulda woke me up sooner”

Jay ducked his head under the small pony door as he exited the library, noticing that Rainbow Dash and Spike were already outside. The two turned to face him as they heard the door close behind Twilight.

‘Hey Spike, look” Dash said to Spike, a smile spreading across her face ‘He’s actually awake! I thought that chat was gonna last forever!”

Spike laughed at was apparently an inside joke between him and the pony ‘I bet Twilight cut it short.” He turned to look at Jay as he continued ‘You were mumbling stuff as you slept. It was weird’ He stated, snickering a little.

‘Yeah, humans do that.” Jay remarked, hoping he wouldn’t have to explain his dream “Especially when their dream feels like it’s real”

“So, what were you dreaming abo-” Dash was cut off by Twilight waving her hoof towards the pegasus.

“Enough chit chat! She’s already arrived!” Twilight ordered, beckoning towards a tall, white pony flying slowly in the short distance, heading towards the library. The pony seemed to also have a long horn on her head, and was accompanied by a few other pegasi. Jay could see their armor gleaming in the sunlight.

Guards. I guess she’s the cautious type Jay thought. He noticed that a small crowd of other town ponies had gathered after noticing their princess flying in. The ponies respectively left a large lane in the middle of their crowd that Jay assumed the princess was now heading towards. 'Right, royalty. Never considered about how formal this meeting will probably be. I hope she doesn’t expect me to bow for her, or something'

Jay’s thoughts became nearly a reality as he watched the ponies around him, including Spike, Rainbow Dash, and Twilight react accordingly as the princess landed at the front of the lane. He crossed his arms, almost sneering as he observed the ponies bow down before the royalty that walked towards Jay. By the time she stopped walking, Jay was the only being other than the guards standing before her majesty.

Jay expected the worst as he crossed his gaze from the crowd to hers. Albeit her flowing, colored mane covered one of her eyes, Jay was surprised as his eyes met hers. He suddenly felt an unnatural feeling of warmth drift through his body like a soft wind, letting his arms slowly drop back down to his sides. It was only when she flashed him a small smile that he realized he had been staring at her. He quickly averted his vision and attempted to break the silence.

“...hey” Jay managed, raising his hand to wave and quickly dropping it again.

“Hello” she responded, in a soothing tone that nearly revamped the prior feeling. ‘I am Princess Celestia. I assume you’re the one Twilight referred to as ‘Jayhawk’?”

“Uh, yeah, that’s me. The one and only.” Jay replied, putting his hands in his pockets. He was trying his best to face her without meeting her gaze again.

Before another word was spoken, Jay was suddenly deaf to everything but a ringing in his ears. A small pain appeared in the right side of his head, causing him to flinch and grab at it. Then a voice whispered in his ear; one familiarly cold voice.

“That’s her, Jay. The sun!” Ira spoke, a hint of excitement in his voice “Go on, don’t be shy. Those guards won’t be able to stop you, and you know it!”

As Jay stood still, attempting to shrug off the pain, Ira’s voice suddenly became enraged. More deeper, darker voices backing his own as he spoke “I demand it! Obey! Give in to the darkness or you will regret it!” The pain in the side of Jay’s head spread across entire skull, pulsing like the beat of his own heart.

Jay could tell Celestia and the ponies that stood beside him were worried watching him dropped to his knees and clutching his in pain head with both hands. Eventually the pain got to him, causing him to let out a loud agonizing scream out towards the dirt. Limply, he fell down to a hunched over position on his knees, squirming and tossing about as the pain tortured him.

“NO! Dammit, leave me be!” He yelled to himself as he pounded the floor, one hand still clutching his head. “I won't let you sway my actions!...”

“That is not your choice to make!” responded Ira as another sharp pain struck his mind, leaving another crack in Jay’s sanity.

“Jayhawk, is...something wrong?” Celestia asked in a concerning tone, walking closer to him.

“AH, NO! Get the hell AWAY FROM ME!” he screamed back at the white alicorn, sticking out his hand towards her defensively. Upon another strike of pain, Jay managed to staggeringly stand and run forward, bee-lining past Celestia and her guards. The ponies watched as he sprinted away from his demon’s intended target. He couldn’t let Ira escape again so soon, at such a place. He couldn’t let Ira win.

“Resistance is just a waste of time. I will have her! You will make SURE OF IT!” Ira yelled into Jay’s ears, striking one last stab of pain at his mind, causing Jay to let out a helpless yelp and fall to the ground not far from the edge of the pony crowd. His body writhed in pain as he continued to clutch at his head violently. After a few seconds on the ground, the pain slowly subsided, leaving nothing but the soreness from the violent panic attack on Jay’s mind.

Jayhawk's arms fell limply to the ground as he lay still on his side, relieved that he could prevent the disaster. He could barely hear the sound of hooves on the ground approaching him slowly over the haze in his mind and the sound of his own heavy breathing.

I did not come here expecting this to happen... Jay thought, placing his hands on the ground in an attempt to stand. His strength failed, causing his face to hit the dirt once more. He coughed several times before spitting up unnaturally dark blood.

Slowly, Jayhawk managed to turn over to see that Celestia had approached him, followed by Twilight, Spike, Rainbow Dash and 4 other ponies unknown to him. Celestia leaned her head down towards Jay, a small light shining at the end of her horn. Jay’s eyes lit up in fear as he attempted to move away. Touching the target was the last thing he wanted. He had just barely fought Ira back.

‘No...don’t...” Jay stuttered, trying to warn Celestia what would happen if he made contact with his target. ‘He’ll...he’ll return. Stay...stay back!”

“It’s alright” Celestia replied, apparently not listening to Jay’s mad ramblings “Please, let me help you.”

Jay closed his eyes tightly, awaiting the inevitable as Celestia’s horn grew closer to his forehead. Upon touching Jay’s head, the white light on Celestia’s horn cut out immediately, and a small circle of dark red flesh covered the spot where it made contact.

Jay’s eyes were still closed as he spoke unwillingly “Heheh...what a delightful bliss of innocence...” he chuckled coldly.

“What?...” Celestia answered, a rush of concern in her voice.

Suddenly Jay’s eyelids shot open, his iris' unnaturally red. The evil smile he shined at Celestia showed jagged and pointy teeth.

Celestia backed away quickly as the dark red flesh on Jay’s head began to spread across his entire head and body, covering him in crimson, metallic skin as he got up to a crouch.

Faintly, he began chuckling to the ground, his hands gripping at the soil beneath him. After falling silent for a few seconds, he threw his head back as his into a shrill, maniacal laugh ('Bit like this)

At the sound of his insane demonic laughter, the ponies in the crowd began to slowly disperse in fear of what may happen next. Twilight, Spike, and 5 other ponies stood behind Celestia, concerned with what was happening to the human.

Celestia herself barely believed what she was seeing. The human that stood before her just minutes ago, the human she was rather eager to meet, slowly converted into a horrible crimson-colored demonic form of himself, laughing madly at her attempt to mend his sanity. The dark aura that surrounded him danced like a flame around his body, growing stronger every second. As his crazed laughter died, the aura burst outwards from him, letting a sound akin to an unnaturally loud roar of a beast. Siwftly, he shot his gaze directly at Celestia, locking his red eyes with hers. At this point, Celestia’s guard took the initiative to stand in front of her in defense.

“Ah....the sun. Such beauty, such...grace” Ira spoke in his otherworldly voice. He swiftly slammed his left claw into the ground, gripping the dirt firmly “Makes me sick!” he yelled, launching himself forward at Celestia. He tackled through a few of her guards, quickly knocking most of them out of them way and advancing towards his target.

“Stand down, beast!” yelled one of the guards, jabbing his spear into the side of Ira’s neck. Seemingly unphased by such efforts, Ira stopped and slowly averted his gaze towards the guard, who now bore a look of severe regret in his eyes.

In what seemed like a second, Ira picked up the pony and riveted a claw through his stomach. As he dropped the body, Ira streaked the blood on his claw across his face, reveling in the death of his first victim.

“Percival, no!” yelled another one of the guards “Take that thing down, now!” he commanded, causing the rest of the guards to charge Ira directly. Ira turned delightfully as they quickly approached him, a taste for blood now part of his devilish desire. He took two steps backwards, and disappeared in a small plume of black smoke just as the guards reached him. Within a moment, he then reappeared above their confused commander, landing heavily on his back with one foot, and crushing the spine in his neck with the other.

“Like a twig! How fragile!” Ira laughed, picking up the limp corpse and tossing it aside. Ira pointed one claw towards the rest of the guards as he spoke “Eenie, meenie, miney, you”. In the blink of an eye, Ira had jumped forward towards the unlucky pony who his claw landed on, grabbing him by the head and kneeing him on the stomach, before swiftly crushing his skull in his grasp. Before they could react, Ira tossed the body towards the rest of the guards, disorienting them as he unsheathed the wicked sword on his back and began his violent assault. Celestia slowly backed away as she watched in horror. Ira slashed and skewed the guards in a matter of seconds, the blood from the massacre staining the ground and his equally crimson body.

“Feeble little mules... Ira spat at the dead bodies littered around him “Wouldn’t you think so, Sun Goddess?” he said, turning to face Celestia as he latched his sword back into it's unnatural sling.

“No, I would not” Celestia remarked as she quickly gathered herself and stood resolute, expectant to have no choice but battle the demon “They are my people. I refuse to see them as less than me”

Ira’s responding laugh sent a heavy chill through Celestia’s spine, embracing her in a cold, harsh feeling. He sheathed his darkened sword, walking slowly towards Celestia as he cracked various knuckles in his claws. A devious smirk spread across his face.

“Not very ‘royale’ I see” Ira stated, slowly making his advance “ I suppose I’ll enjoy fighting you, if you even plan to try” He lightly punched his palm a few times, the last one creating a small match of embers.

At this point, Twilight had lost her cool. Her gut overpowered her mind as she rushed towards Celestia, her friends attempting to halt her as she galloped. She stopped in front of Celestia, her horn glowing radiantly.

“I won’t let you hurt Princess Celestia!” Twilight yelled towards the advancing monstrosity "You’ll have to go through me first!” Twilight began charging her magic, and shot several small bolts at Ira, who simply swatted them away like flying insects. One bolt made it through his lazy defense, hitting him square in the forehead and causing him to flinch back. Ira stopped in his tracks, and stared curiously at the purple unicorn.

No...can he sense her power?.. Celestia thought, realizing why Ira had stopped to inspect Twilight This could be bad. I have to get her to safety immediately

Ira began chuckling as he looked at the dust he wiped off his brow. He quickly crushed it in his fist, a burst of flame appearing around his clenched claw. With chilling speed, he averted his red gaze directly at Twilight, cutting her sudden rush of adrenaline with a stab of fear.

“You!...you look...interesting” Ira remarked, hanging his tongue through his jagged teeth and out of his mouth ‘Perhaps you may even worth more!...”

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Soul had just exited the Everfree Forest when he could faintly hear the sound of metal clashing. In an urge to protect the citizens, Soul had began to increase his pace to a fast gallop, hoping every second that he wasn’t too late.

When he arrived in town, he could see only a small amount of ponies still escaping in different directions. Soul could faintly hear what sounded like something unnatural laughing on the other side of town, and headed towards the source of the sound. Eventually he could barely see the scene unfolding by the library. Princess Celestia was there for some reason unknown to Soul, with Twilight standing in between her and a sight he could barely believe.

Soul’s expression tensed as he realized what the source of the turmoil was. A blood-soaked demonic humanoid stood over the litter of corpses that was Celestia's guardsmen, laughing lightly and steeling his gaze on Twilight. He could hear what sounded like the demon’s voice saying “You look interesting”

Upon the words, Soul stood still no longer, and charged into the fray. Suddenly, the demon averted his gaze towards the advancing pony, followed by Celestia and other remaining ponies in the area.

Soul could barely hear the few cheers from Twilight’s friends as he jumped at the demon and attempted to attack with his scythe, only to be dodged and caught by the neck.

Ira looked confused, and a bit annoyed “Who the hell is this?... Looks edgier than me!” he asked, looking towards Celestia. (This battle music is wild, and untamed!)

Soul took advantage of the situation and delivered a swift hind hoof to the demon’s gut, causing him to flinch and allowing Soul to slip out of his grasp and slice his scythe downward across the demon’s body. His momentum built, Soul unleashed a flurrying combo of proceeding slashes at the demon, just barely rending his metallic skin with small slashes and cuts. Soul proceeded to end his deadly combo by slashing upward which, to his surprise, the demon managed to dodge with a few quick back tumbles. He landed heavily on the ground, a short distance from Soul, who stood in a readied stance with his weapon.

“So...” Ira said ruggedly, obviously annoyed at the attack he was just caught in “It seems you have somebody actually worth fighting!”

Soul stood still, waiting for the demon’s next move. He was sure an attack like that would make him aggressive. He was planning out the entire fight as the demon eyed him with blood-red irises.

“But, if it was an execution you wanted...” Ira said while unsheathing his sword “...all you really had to do was ASK!” He rocketed towards Soul, the tip of his black blade pointing forward. Soul dodged the attack as Ira reached him, spinning around him quickly and catching his back with all three blades on his scythe.

Before Soul could follow up, Ira grabbed the three blades and pulled them out of his back, quickly taking Soul with the scythe as he slammed it into the ground and tossed it aside. Soul hit the brick wall of a house as hard as his scythe did. A sharp pain struck through Soul’s back as he stood back up, only to find that the demon had begun charging him. His sword scraped and sparked along the ground as he ran at Soul.

To Soul’s surprise, the demon jumped high in the air, landing still far away from Soul. He brought his sword slamming to the ground as he landed, and a large, crescented-shaped blast of fire emitted out from the blade towards Soul. Regretful that the house would be damaged, Soul quickly jumped out the way to avoid the attack as it slammed straight into the wall, a fiery explosion engulfing the bricks and wood beneath.

As Soul looked back to see if anypony had been injured, he was quickly struck by a surprise gut punch from Ira. Ira kept Soul on his fist as he raised it up and brought it back down behind him, slamming Soul to the ground a short distance from him. Soul bounced slightly upon impact, allowing Ira to deliver a swift side kick that sent Soul rocketing towards the pony spectators, who were knocked back as he crashed hard into them. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash had quickly flew out of the way, and helped their friends back up. Ira slowly advanced towards them, assuming the battle was nearly over.

“Ugh...come on Soul” Rainbow Dash urged, helping Soul up from the mess “You’re not gonna let him throw you around like a dummy, are you?”

“I’m trying not to...” Soul answered as he got back on his hooves. His eyes widened as he saw Fluttershy standing a few feet in front of the group, between Ira and Soul “No, Fluttershy...don’t!”

Fluttershy swallowed hard, preparing herself to confront the demon “Now stop right there, you big meanie!” she lightly yelled at Ira, who stopped in his tracks, a strong look of confusion and disbelief on his face “Soul is my friend, and I don’t like it when people hurt my friends!”

Ira kept his expression for a few moments as the small, yellow pony stared back at him. Suddenly, a feeling began tugging at his body, like something was trying to hold him in place. He couldn’t look away from the pony’s eyes as the feeling became stronger. His muscles constricted and his legs rooted to the ground.

“What....what have you done?!” Ira shouted, his rage building like a storm. He suddenly realized what the pony was doing “Oh, give me a break!! You think you can hold ME back?! Ab-so-lutely....PITIFUL!”. His words echoed as he broke free of the invisible constraints. In the matter of a second, he leaped towards the yellow pony and slammed her away with the back of his fist.
He then unsheathed and stabbed his sword into the ground, causing a creeping black streak of energy to follow her to the wall she had collided into.

“Fluttershy!” Rainbow Dash yelled, taking off towards her, and swooping to grab her out of the way before she was hit. The dark streak of energy hit the wall with a black explosion that made a sound similar to people screaming in pain.

I don’t know what this thing is, but I’ve already had enough of him! Soul yelled to himself in his head, picking up his scythe and charging the demon again. Ira had just barely turned in time to stop the three blades with his hand, a crimson liquid oozing out of where the blades met his claws. That must be his blood. Good to know

After a few seconds, Ira pushed off Soul’s scythe, jumping a long distance back. Soul could see him baring his teeth in rage. He then clenched his and held up his right claw “I'll burn you to CINDERS!” he yelled, deeper, more hateful voices now backing his own.

After the threat, he pounded the ground with his claw. Soul suddenly felt his hooves burning, looking down to the ground beneath him to see it turning a bright orange. He just barely managed to jump away as a giant pillar of fire erupted out from his spot.

“Burn, BURN!” Ira shouted in anger, slamming his fist several times into the ground again, followed by several more pillars of fire that Soul continued to dodge. When he stopped hitting the ground, Soul jumped towards Ira, dodging another pillar and matching blades with him. Sparks jumped about and the sound of steel grating against steel could be heard as the two slashed multiple times, matching their weapons against each other's blades viciously. They stopped on one slash, chancing their blades together.

“You will regret opposing me, little ponyboy!” Ira threatened, pushing harder against Soul’s guard.

“It will be YOU who will regret hurting my people, demon!” Soul replied, returning the push against Ira’s blade.

After a few seconds of pushing against each other, Soul could see a white light from the corner of his eye. When he turned to see it, he caught a short glimpse of Celestia’s horn glowing a bright white before Ira took the chance and pushed off Soul’s guard, swiftly kneeing him in the gut and bringing his sword down upon Soul.

Before Ira could finish his strike, however, a brilliant white beam pounded against his side, paralyzing him in pain and causing him to drop his weapon as he writhed in agony. The beam persisted long enough for Soul to stand with his weapon, and perform an emergency spell he rarely used.

Soul quickly spun his scythe twice in his hooves and pounded the the staff end into the ground. The runes on his staff lit up in a cyan light, reflecting onto the ground near it. Upon the end of Celestia’s attack, a rumble could be felt. Ira had fell to his knees against the pain of the light beam, only to notice that a portal had suddenly opened under him. His eyes widened as he looked at Soul

“Have fun in hell!” Soul replied to his look, the lights on his scythe lighting up even brighter on cue.

Ira backed away from the portal as a giant skeletal hand emerged from it, reaching for him and catching him by the legs. Ira’s claws scraped along the dirt as the hand dragged him down.

“NO! I refuse!” Ira shouted, stabbing his right claw into the ground and hanging onto it, stopping the hand from pulling him down fully. The bodies of the formerly dead guard ponies were swept into the abyss of the portal as Ira gripped onto the soil with his only free arm.

Soul walked over to the dirt that the demon hung onto. “That is not your choice to make” he said, raising his scythe up into the air and slashing down on Ira’s claw, causing him to lose grip on the ground and shout out in terror as the hand pulled him the rest of the way down into the portal.

Soul, pleased with his victory, slowly walked back to the ponies, intent on seeing if everyone was okay and to thank Celestia for her help. Before he made it back to them fully, however, the ground began to rumble like it had before.

To Soul’s great dismay, he could see the spot on the ground at which the demonic sword had been laying was now falling apart. The earth cracked and shattered under a sudden force, followed by a huge fiery eruption. In the middle shot out the demon he was sure he had just sent to the underworld, now nearly twice his original body’s build. His form was lit completely ablaze; his eyes replaced with red ovals.

He landed with a resounding boom on the ground, cracking the ground beneath his feet. Suddenly, he reared back, and let out an ear shattering, demonic roar into the sky. The earth cracked and exploded at his rage, seeming as if it would fall apart as his command. He pointed his jagged, demonic blade at Soul

“YOU! Eijin de cai soui” Ira yelled, his voice now distorted demonically, devoid of any it’s previous normality. Soul felt a small, nagging feeling of nerve in his gut as he realized the meaning behind the under-worldly language that the demon had shouted at him

The incantation meant “your soul is mine”.

Author's Note

Ira is overpowered
riot pls nerf