Jersey Girls

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It took a little while to drive to their destination.  After finding out the identity of the two women who apparently have a sinister interest in Corrine, Trevor and Sand arrive at the house.  It looks fairly affluent, but not exactly mansion material.

Sand got out of the car.  "Nice place."

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Sand's body begins the shift to its massive silicoid form, but not soon enough as the blast sends him flying back towards the center of the room.

In this form, his strength and invulnerability is increased but he doesn't have as much fine control over the earth. Then he gets an idea.

He gets up and shoves his shoulder into the firepit/cauldron device in the center of the room. It shakes visibly.

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Step away

RIGHT NOW

Another gesture, and Sand is FORCIBLY moved through the air into the wall near where Trevor was facing the shadow demon.

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With the fire being not as bright, the demon fears the fire less. It sails through...

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but as the claw begins to strike Trevor, Sand connects hard with a palm strike to the chest, sending the shadow demon flying backward. It discorporates enough to sail through the cauldron, but it's still stunned.

"It has to solidify to attack, but I don't want to depend that much on timing." Sand says through his teeth. "Can you see their heat signatures with your eyes closed?"

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"Yeah..." Trevor looks at him warily, thinking of where this could be heading. "Why?"

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"Then close them, and be ready." Sand said. There was no time to explain.

Shifting from his silicoid form, Sand uses his body to generate sand and debris, then uses it to fill the room in a horrific sandstorm. Because of his mask, and his powers, Sand is unaffected by it.

The three witches, however, begin to recoil, the sand in their eyes. Even the shadow demon, although not really blinded, is forced to stay discorporeal because of the relentless sandstorm.

And the fire in the center begins to douse, as it's buried underneath the sand.

"There's definitely some sort of link between the three of them. Take one out, we may get the advantage." Sand said. "And since you can see their heat signatures, and there's very little obstacle-wise in this room..."

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"Nice."

Trevor grins even as he squeezes his eyes shut against the storm. Through his powers he can "see" all three of them starting to converge on each other, as well as the shadow thing circling the diminishing heat of the cauldron. Before they can get more than a step or two, though, Trevor unleashes a barrage of flaming projectiles.

Each of the nearly dozen spheres is about the size of a golf ball, and Trevor tracks their progress as the streak toward the closest human heat source, cutting trails through the swirling debris.

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Trevor's use of multiple attacks was a smart one, as the swirling sands manage to snuff a few of the missiles, even as they continue to snuff the large flame in the center.

The three mystics are finding their way through the storm - it's as if they can see without their eyes as well, but the force of the winds slows their progress, and each of them has abrasions on their face with the sand

However, about six of the golf balls hit the one called Chantelle square in the chest. She screams from the pain.

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As the other two turn towards Trevor's direction, the one called Hippolyta is seized from behind by Sand. The particular type of hold he is using is called katahajime, which is a half-nelson combined with a cross-neck chokehold.

"Dispel the demon, or I snap her neck." Sand said.

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Priscilla shakes her head. The one with the flames is now on top of Chantelle.

You would not kill. It is against your...

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"You poisoned the woman I love, therefore the rules have changed."

He squeezes, and Hippolyta, her mouth covered by Sand's arm, whimpers.

"DISPEL IT!!!"

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Priscilla glares. Then she speaks.

Nightshade, servant of the Succubus, return to your land.

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The demon then dissipates. As he does so, the sandstorm slows, then stops.