Prompto's still trying to get to his feet when he sees from the corner of his eye Araceli go flying. The demon doesn't seem to be doing so great either, though. Prompto scrambles to his feet. "You okay?" he shouts to her.
Despair's not a happy camper right now. It screeches and fires a shot at Prompto. The blast hits him square in his side, knocking him back down onto his knees. Luckily he's not unused to being hit by ice/cold magic (thanks to Noctis and his horrible aim in chucking those magic bottles). Prompto takes his dagger and hurls it at the demon, hoping to nail him with the blade.
Bad news is, the blade doesn't sink in. But the hilt DOES connect, knocking the demon in the head. He hopes it gave it a concussion. He stumbles over to Araceli, holding out his hand to help her up, if she needs it.
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Despair's not a happy camper right now. It screeches and fires a shot at Prompto. The blast hits him square in his side, knocking him back down onto his knees. Luckily he's not unused to being hit by ice/cold magic (thanks to Noctis and his horrible aim in chucking those magic bottles). Prompto takes his dagger and hurls it at the demon, hoping to nail him with the blade.
Bad news is, the blade doesn't sink in. But the hilt DOES connect, knocking the demon in the head. He hopes it gave it a concussion. He stumbles over to Araceli, holding out his hand to help her up, if she needs it.