Demon King

The paladin was the first to enter the arena, where he was met with the demon king, who towered above him, arms encased in flames. The demon sensed his presence immediately and turned to face him, abandoning the mangled bodies of those who had come before him. The paladin barely had time to breath before flames were pouring upon his head, stopped only by the barrier he had placed before entering the room. It was a good thing he had thought ahead. This was not going to be an easy fight.

He dragged the demon's attention away from the door to give the cleric space to enter. She moved quickly and quietly into the arena, the air about her seemingly masking her presence thanks to a mixture of magic and herbs that she had prepared in advance. The bodies of those who had attempted this battle before were her primary target - if she could heal and remove anyone still there, then that meant she was saving lives, and making for a smoother fight for her companions.

Last to enter the arena was the archer, dressed in darker colors to hide among the shadows of the arena. She was quick moving and nimble, slipping around the edges of the arena as she pestered the demon king with arrows, gone from the point where she had fired by the time their points made contact with the demon so it could never track her. And the moment he turned away to look in the direction the arrow had come from, the paladin was upon him, slashing at him with his holy imbued sword.

The demon king roared in anger and anguish, smashing the pillars that supported the roof of the arena. The structural integrity of the building began to shutter, threatening to collapse at any moment, but the only one of the three warriors to take notice of this fact was the cleric, who grabbed those she had healed who were managing to stand and begin rushing them towards the door.

Unfortunately, this action was the one that finally grabbed the attention of the demon king. He turned upon the escaping group and roared, spewing fire in their path, entrapping them in the building. He did not wish for his already defeated prey to escape his grasp. The archer pelted the demon's hide with arrows, but the king had already learned to ignore their presence. The paladin struck hard at the demon's back, but while it hurt him, it was not enough to make the king forgo his desires.

The demon's hand swooped down upon the group, scooping many of the previously injured and simply dropping them into his massive gullet, devouring them without hesitation. He had toyed with his food before. He would not do so again.