Plo smiled. "Its true. Demons are strong bastards" He slowly recovered and looked at her. "well well well, when it comes to closecombat, you are not much after all" he said as a elite stepped up behind her, unigiting his sword. A marined jumped on Plo, when he was out of ammo, hoping to give the spartan some time, but Plo responded by throwing him into the spartan instead. "That might have worked on a jackal" he laughed. The elites formed a circle around him and the demon, hitting down any marines trying to get close the two of them.
"Dying is a part of life" Plo said and looked at the black one. "We are not obeying you, we are here to avenge our brother, and no demon, good or bad, is going to give us orders" he said abit annoyed. "Are you gonna aid us or just talk? I'm even gona let you fight the demon" he smiled. two demons fighting eachother. This was nice. "Well, whos side are you on, black one!" he stepped back, as one of the elites pushed him into the ring with plo and the spartan.
"Then stay out of this battle, black one!" he said angry as he walked back up to the spartan again. "This battle is yours of choice, if you did not want to fight, then you should not have come here!" he tied the energy sword to his armor and all elites around them ignited theirs, guarding the three of them from marine or flood interfearance.