I rushed over to check on Four-Arms. He still had the sword sticking through him, and he had flames licking his chest. It appeared like it was burning him from the inside out.

"Take it out" he rasped.

I slowly pulled the flaming sword out of his chest, sweating from the heat. I could see the blackened flesh on his chest and it looked very serious. The weapon had gotten dangerously close to Four-Arms' heart.

Amara ran over to us and kneeled by my side.

"He is not doing good. He needs help now" she said.

He coughed, and rolled over to his side.

"You *cough* can't save me. I'm done" he wheezed.

He appeared more coherant than when he was locked up. I frantically looked around, hoping for something to stand out. I could not do anything to help him. He laid down his head on the ground, and let out a deep breath. He was gone.

Beside me, I heard Amara let out a strangled cough. A tear ran down her cheek.

"He sacrificed all for us. I don't think that we could have taken down the Daemon without him" she said.

Bella flapped over to us and put a hand over his chest. She closed his eyes gently.

"He is at peace" she said.

We walked back over to the caravan cars, and sat down on the rubble. Almost all of the Daemon's imps were dead, and half of the rebellious imps had died. The triplets had stacked the bodies in a pile, and lit them on fire.

The flames burned hot and fast, consuming the bodies. I looked away, it was a brutal sight. I hated the sight of death.

"Ryan, you need to get back through the rift" said Amara.

I looked back at it, and it seemed so far away. Wait, it appeared to be shrinking.

"The rift is destabilizing. We killed the creator of the rift, so it is going to collapse soon" said Amara.

"What do I do?" I said frantically. I didn't want to be stuck on an alien world.

Fiery wings erupted fromm Amara's back. "I can take you" she grinned.

"Calm down, it's an ability" said Amara. "It's called Wings of Fire. I should be able to get you through the rift in time"

"Go. We have this under control" said the triplets.

Amara picked me up by my armpits, and flapped her wings.

"Holy shit, you are a lot heavier than you look" she gasped.

We slowly gained height and speed as we headed toward the rift. It appeared to be cracking, and it was dangerously close to closing.

Amara groaned with effort, and blasted through the rift. We hit the ground hard on the other side, and left a trail in the dirt. I turned around just in time to see the rift destabilize and wink out of existence.

"Oh no. Amara, the rift closed" I yelled.

"It is okay" she chuckled. "I had nobody to go back to anyway".

I wasn't sure what to do. I had just brought a demon to Earth. She was nice, but still.

"Ryan, it's fine. If this world is newly integrated, the Academy will be here soon. I won't be here for long" she said soothingly.

"What is the Academy?" I asked her.