Demon!Eliot - Booth
"No line, just truth. Would you prefer pick up your change of address form at the bottom of my shoe?" He offered a slight shrug and blocked the hits that matched his own, fortunately he saw the way the demon was moving and shifted to the side of him, "Bite me." And pushed out his middle knuckle throwing a heavy fisted punch into the side of Eliot's rib cage.
They were equally matched in strength, he wasn't sure if it was the demon amplifying his punches but they felt like bricks. He wanted to tell Eliot to fight it, but he knew it wasn't that easy. His hands were up to block incoming fists as he tried to see where Spike was at down the block on his motorcycle laying out the rock salt. Not enough yet, and the fight was just getting started.
Opening his hand and using the hard edge of it in a knife hand strike he brought it down at the back of Eliots neck. His moves were pretty standard military moves, almost right out of the army hand book but he was fast. He knew how to use it when Eliot's demon left himself open for the maximum effect.