Arke growls and flings himself at the demon, intending to smash it with his rifle butt as it struck him, only to find himself flying toward the door. A thud could be heard as he hits the door, another as he falls to the floor. "Son of a..." It had seemed so real. How could the thing have just disappeared? "Them..." He could tell there were two in the room next to him, or at least had been two. He levels his rifle with the wall, aiming just above where he thought the demon would be, and pulled the trigger, blowing a hole through the wall. He was NOT in a good mood.