Valvatorez simply watches as his students savage both daemon grunts from behind, but a special bit of a smirk came about when he watched Naoki connect with his fist. That particular daemon made a satisfying gasp on that connection, before being fried by electrical bolts. The other daemon barely had time to think as the twin blasts of ice and pure, channeled magical power tore through its back.

Both daemons slumped forward dead practically synchronized, and were it not for the environment surrounding them, it would've drawn more of a proud smile from the vampire. But things as they were... not so, at the moment. The person the daemons were threatening gasped and backed up further into their cell. Valvatorez motioned for him to remain quiet, and then beckoned his students over.

"Well done. But there's more to be done. I believe the elites that Ekkehardt warned of are near. Come, and be ready."

The daemon turned on his heel and started marching down the hallway, pausing only at corners to peer around them carefully. As they drew deeper into the prison, they came across a much larger chamber, which looked like a hub for the higher ranking jailers. And sure enough, within the chamber were three much stronger looking daemons, whose scales were jet black which slowly gradiented into a dark purple over their chests and stomach.

One of them made a guttural growl upon their approach. Seemed like the element of surprise wouldn't be there this time.

"Come on out... we can smell you. You reek of... defiance."

Val exchanged a glance with his students, nodding with them to be ready for combat.... and they didn't have long before the daemons decided to push the issue, launching two fireballs their way to force them out of cover and into the open... and preferably scattering their formation in the process.

The team will have a brief moment to regroup or counterattack, but it won't be long before the trio of daemons begin their attack in earnest...