Luminescence 45

A hiss erupted from the demon as it snapped out a spear from its jumper, snapping out and lengthening to a silver honed glimmering stick inscribed with dozens of symbols.
Eros tilted his head to the side in admiration, “Where can I get one of those?”
            “It is the spear of my people,” the demon hissed. “And you have offended them dearly. You must both pay.”
            “You mean the demon Oracle,” Eros lifted his hands in surrender. “I had nothing to do with that.” He shrugged and cocked his head toward Marcus. “He did.”
“Thank you, Eros,” Marcus said he remained un-moving as he said, “Are you bounty hunters or”-
            The demons clicked their tongues, “Beware Guardian, we are marked for a reason.” The first lunged forward and swung the spear too fast to see. A flash of movement, a flicker of color as the two moved, deflecting, piercing. The spear plunged into a glass shelf sending it shattering through the air.
            Marcus Ambruge was a dark blur of movement, a shadow flitting and melting.
            “Get out of my shop, all of you,” Ramon yelled. “This is neutral turf.”
            Another shelf smashed as Marcus flitted, the demon swiping after him.
“This is against the laws of”-
The other two squared off against Eros.

Eros cocked his head, “Oh come on. It almost isn’t fair.” 

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