Novia Soviet Socialist Republic wrote:Derek
Derek chuckled "Yeah I know. I've got a superior body to any normal human. God knows how it happens. It's not like I'm a demon or something is it though...at least I don't think I am" He looked worried for a second though it was all meant to be an act. He looked over to wear the Werewolf that was on fire was. He was laid down on the floor with smoke coming off his clothing. There was no permanent damage but it must have taken it out of him.
Leonardo smiled widely in a devilish grin. "Yes... how can that be," he said. His eyes got brighter for a second. The devilish grin receded to a normal smile. "Anyways, we should celebrate over this victory. I doubt this cafeteria can provide the adequate meal quality, but maybe we can arrange something later," he said. He looked over to the succubi who were with the jocks before the fight. "I understand in some cultures that you can claim the woman as the spoils of war. I don't know if it applies to this tiny battle, but I wouldn't mine claiming one for my own." He winked at his favorite.

