Tiras landing on the ground with Bashiru smiles, as he tosses him towards Morales. Crawling up to him Bashiru gasps for air, as blood comes out. “Morales?... ” he whispers as he grabs his wound. “just breathe just…” Morales says before he is brutally kicked in the face, sending him a few feet away from Bashiru.”No time for fairy tales” Tiras says before picking up Bashiru, Morales watches as everything around him goes silent, Seeing Bashiru being held by Tiras like a lifeless body. Morales screams, as his eyes turn a very bright red, and cracks begin to form all over his body. Tiras, seeing this happen smiles, “Finally show me who you truly are” he says, but right as Morales gets up a bullet flies right past his head hitting Tiras in the side of his face, Tiras dropping the body creates a window just small enough for Morales to use his first wall with the first shaitan they saw. Grabbing Bashiru, Morales dashes away. The shaitan they first fought looked confused because of Morales' first wall, looking around he realizes he's next to Arkham. Arkham pulling his revolver out shoots the Shaitan in the head killing it instantly.  “Get him out of here” Arkham says, to Morales who dashes towards the woods.  Arkham slowly walks up to Tiras, Cracking his neck, and reloading his revolver.  One of his eyes turns orange, and the other turns red. “Oh I remember that face” Tiras says as he wipes the blood dripping down his face. “You hurt my friend” Arkham says calmly, as more shaitan approach him and flood out the woods. Arkham looks around, sighs, and pulls out a cigar. “Your gonna need more than that *Closes his eyes*.....Third wall:Arsenal” 

                              End of chapter 8