Velentham watched Colin as his eyes snapped to him. The big man had a bit of a problem, a black darkness that seemed to grow around him and within him. The activation of the darkness had an immediate affect on Velentham and his vision began to grow white, outlining his target in perfect detail. Still, thanks to the amulets he still wore, he was able to remain in some control of his faculties. "I'll show you who's finished!" Colin yelled.
"Sanria. Let's go."
The couple were more concerned about their child Orn who stared open mouthed at his father. Colin dropped to his knee to console the child as did Sanria, and it infuriated Velentham. He walked over and grabbed Sanria by the arm, pulling her to her feet, but before he could move away with his quarry, Colin was on his feet, holding her other arm. "You let her go. Now!" Colin growled.
"I've never in my life hesitated to get rid of evil, and you reek of it. I will slay you where you stand. Let go of her, she's coming with me, as it should have been and will be."
The squalling of the infant barely registered in Velentham's hearing. Sanria's pleas for them to stop were barely heard. Velentham's full focus was on the large man in front of him and his near inability to keep himself sane. From mid-air he pulled his sword, still holding on to Sanria with his other hand.
With a roar, Colin latched onto Velentham's wrist, squeezing as hard as he could. While it hurt, Velentham was not to be deterred. He sent a blast of radiance into Colin's body, a blast that would have disabled any normal demon, but Colin merely howled in pain. The big man aimed a punch, forcing Velentham to release Sanria and move out of the way. He couldn't understand how this beast of a man was able to withstand his radiance, but as he stepped deeper into his Celestial nature, he was positive he'd put an end to Colin.
