Parker’s Demon - Chapter 3 Part 3

"Answer my fucking question," Parker growled, shooting out of the chair. He shifted his hands into his second form and went to grab the man's legs through the bars, but before he could get close enough, a magickal backlash hit him like a wall, sending him flying across the dungeon cell. His back connected with the stone hard enough that he felt something crack. Blood filled his mouth, and he spat it to the side as he pushed himself up.