[Barry's voice was poisoned honey in his ears and it just made him sick. It was always the same, even here, the same scenario was playing out: Johnny got too close to someone, cared too much, and then he lost them and who showed up barely a beat after? The incubus in front of him.
And more often than not, it was Barry's doing to begin with.
He knew it wasn't Barry's fault this time, it was just a hazard of this place, but he'd lost so many people to that 'hazard' and he couldn't even do anything about it. He was powerless and had nothing to take it out on.
Something snapped and the vampire lashed out in the blink of an eye, his sword aimed for the demon's neck. He wanted to sever his head, to gain a bit of peace even if it was just for a moment, but even an injury would be satisfying at this point.]
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And more often than not, it was Barry's doing to begin with.
He knew it wasn't Barry's fault this time, it was just a hazard of this place, but he'd lost so many people to that 'hazard' and he couldn't even do anything about it. He was powerless and had nothing to take it out on.
Something snapped and the vampire lashed out in the blink of an eye, his sword aimed for the demon's neck. He wanted to sever his head, to gain a bit of peace even if it was just for a moment, but even an injury would be satisfying at this point.]