"Help!" Lloyd shouted.
Matt shifted the heavy sword, while Charlie chanted the incantation that gave the blade its eerie glow.
Closing his eyes, Matt thrust the sword with all of his might.
With a final scream, the demon tumbled to the ground.
"That was close!" Lloyd said.
Matt and Charlie looked at each other uncomfortably.
"I'm sorry," Charlie said.
"Sorry for what?"
"Your immortality spell..." Matt started.
"...as ill-conceived as it was..." Charlie added.
"...sort of worked."
"Sort of worked?"
"Yes, but..."
"...but," Charlie said reluctantly, "not before the demon ripped off your head and ate the rest of you."