He burst into blue flames, a cyclone of pure magic. The power was intoxicating, threatening to explode. Everything went quiet, and his eyes zoomed in the princess. With incredible speed, even for a demon, he flew across the bridge and yanked up the fraying rope. As the princess flew up, he caught her and raced back across the bridge, just as it crumbled down into the chasm. He set Sayuri down and asked anxiously, worry clear on his face, not bothering to hide his emotions. "Sayuri, are you alright? Please be okay..." He was oblivious to the sound of guards on the other side of the cliff.
