He has no choice for his family and his friends. He rushes towards the elixir thinking of them. The rumbling starts again like a mini earthquake the demon roars at him. Everything is a blur around him. The demon, The elixir, the room. He has one objective now in life drink the vial. It's all he needs, it's all he desires and it's everyone's last hope.
He reaches forward and grasps the elixir. In a fit of happiness he smiles. But that was his grave mistake. The demon grasped him with his claws. And ripped them into his flesh. His whole body stung and felt like he was being ripped apart from the inside. The adrenaline choked him and the elixir fell to the ground and smashed. He hands spaced out as they felt their final bits of energy fall away. It was so powerful the strength of the demon. It filled his body with a sense of addiction and lust. He needed that power, and he craved it so hard.
But fate was against him. The warm claws pulled out of him and filled his body with this empty coldness. The front of his body was missing. His heart had escaped the calamity but no the rest of his organs. He wouldn't live he know that. He wanted it to end the pain. Then he felt it in his hands a vial. It was his only hope maybe this power could destroy the demon maybe he could save them all. The urge was gone instead bravery filled his heart. He coughed out blood and it followed into the puddle in front of him. He gripped the vial and could only think of three things to do.