The fourth demon, perhaps more intelligent than its fellows, tried to abort its attack. It spread its leathery wings that had been folded against its back, attempting to glide back to safety on the opposite bank.
But, before it could turn around to retreat another explosion went off.
BOOM!
The explosion caught it full in the chest, the lightning boring through its torso and emerging from its back in a shower of sparks and gore.
It hit the river with a splash that disturbed the peaceful flow of souls, its body sinking beneath the surface within seconds.
The fifth demon, apparently learning from its companions' fate, tried a different approach.
Instead of flying in a straight line, it attempted to skip across the surface of the soul-river like a stone, using the spectral forms as stepping stones toward the trail.
Moving quickly and avoiding the unseen orbs.
It was a clever strategy. It might even have worked against a less prepared opponent.
BOOM!
