It comes out of nowhere, the roared word "Witch!" as Prue is leaving 415 for her car. She whirls around to face a hulking demon with menacing red eyes and a sword as big as her, eyes wide.
She gasps and hits the concrete, rolling underneath the nearest car, when the sword comes flying directly at her, clattering to the ground loudly behind her. But this demon must have the brain of a pea because the next roar she hears is clearly annoyed - and he cries out, "Stop hiding!" He can't find her.
He's storming around the car, looking everywhere but underneath it, his footsteps so heavy they feel like small earthquakes. Prue looks behind her, where the sword is still laying where it's fallen. When she's sure she's safe, she clambers out, flinging her arm toward the sword and telekinetically embeds it in his back.
The next roar she hears is one of pain, and the demon hits the ground as he loudly explodes, taking his sword with him.
Just your average three-minute demon vanquish. Always the highlight of Prue's day.
prue_ascorpio // Charmed // Canon
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