"Cornucopias don't grow on trees, you know," the demon continued.

He had more strength now, but the demon had continued to grow (how the hell could it do that?

"So here we are," the demon continued, "in the middle of a brand-new game, and Death appears to be holding all the cards."

The demon smiled and continued on.

Leo blocked the blow, the swords ringing together, but the demon continued to come at him with lightning-fast attacks.

"Consider yourself lucky, demons," the old woman continued.

The demon and vampire continued to war with each other, yes, but they moved in slow motion, their every action sluggish.

The demons, however, continued to shift restlessly on their feet, licking their lips in hungry anticipation.

The demon continued to trail them, making no attempt to pounce.

The demon continued to inspect the hut, while I inspected him.