Fotiagos' swords hit the ground with a loud thud. Sinu's words were aggravating the wolverine. His red fur began glowing and the temperature around him began making a noticeable increase.
“It doesn’t matter where I am, so long as I take you down.” He replied coldly. The demon would see only a blur of red, blue and purple as a couple quick flicks of his wrist were performed. He placed the bottoms of the sword hilts together and applied another twist. He now had access to a staff-like, double sided sword. He charged at Sinu, spinning the large weapon to build momentum for a deadly strike once he got close enough.