Just a little bit closer... just a little more... there! Bah, another miss. Drin shouted a curse as the blast of fire struck the ground just besides the demon. More shots followed, all of which were inaccurate or easily dodged. Still, his long stride was carrying him closer and closer by the second, and soon he'd have to be blindfolded to miss. Another bellow ripped from his throat, which was accompanied by another jet of flame. Of course, that obscured his vision, and he lost track of the creature for a second. He growled, threw fire in all directions, and catching sight of his quarry once more started off.
Unbeknownst to him, the demon was fleeing in the direction of its other pursuer. Tiraris would be able to see the constant pillars of flame and flashes of light thrown up by Drin growing nearer and nearer. Once again Drin started to close the gap between himself and the demon, while the demon seemed to be growing more desperate for a way out. One of Drin's shots had managed to light up its flank, and he was getting more and more precise. As the two came into view of Tiraris at a full sprint, however, the situation changed.
Drin noted the figure drawing into view ahead of his prey, but it was of no consequence. No consequence, that is, until he decided to put as much power as he could muster to blow the beast out of existence. The fireball flew right towards the demon, but the beast dove to the side and left the flame to strike the ground halfway between Drin and the woman. The spell exploded with enough force to knock Drin himself back off his feet.
The inferno around him faded to a cloak of smoldering embers as he grimaced and forced himself back up. Drin looked about for the demon- the smoke hadn't cleared from his vision, so he couldn't see either his prey or the woman, but his instincts told him the former wasn't quite as dead as he'd planned. Letting out one more shout as the flames drew themselves about his arms once more- though they stopped there this time- he started forward in the hopes that the demon would have been more immobilized than he himself had been...