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she uttered, trying to claw me, but I jumped away, shifting to Stormy’s form in midair. Stormy growled loudly. Taking an impulse, he ran towards the horned demon. The beast leaned down and, like a bull, he sped closer to us. Before his horns met Stormy, my wolf jumped up, landing on the demon’s back and clawing his lower back. With a shrill, the red demon fell on the ground. More dark blood coated the grass. The smell of sulphur was overwhelming. The she-demon smiled, her completely dark eyes filled with amusement. Stormy narrowed his eyes at her, growling menacingly.

even in her fear for me, my pup is more loyal than any being I know. Holding Ashton like this should mean nothing and be incapable of inflicting him with pain. But it’s Zorien holding him this tightly, relishing in the snaps and crushes I’m purging out of him. Mid-tier Demons have their blood in orange, like the glow of their eyes when they use their powers. I mute his chokes and desperate attempts to bring my hand free and irritatedly toss him over to Ciel. “I must be a joke to you both, it seems. You should be indebted to my pup, for it’s only because of her kind heart I’m not ending your miserable lives right now. Get back to your posts at once”.

Who are you hating, Slo or Dex? ‘Damn it, Al, don’t call them that.’ I was reading ‘Red for Demons and Danger: A Researched Study on Why Demon’s History must never be Forgotten’ while Jade was on ‘The Fundamental Understanding of Twilight’. Just when I sneaked a look at her, I saw that her eyebrows were raised and she was batting her eyelashes… Jade had found something.

Oscar’s scream echoed with the sizzling fire. “I’m a demon.”

They just sat there in silence, their hollow eyes watching. The demon goddess leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand. She looked bored, yet there was a glint of genuine malice in her void-white eyes. She lifted a cup of that dark, red liquid and took a slow, deliberate sip. “One down,” she purred, her voice sliding over us like oil. The miniature stone creatures that had been clinging to her marble shell before, the lions and goats began to crawl toward her, climbing her legs and arms. I watched in horror as their tiny stone claws tore into her obsidian skin.

Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse. But they never even had the chance to grow up because they died at the hands of Damien, the beast! I clenched my fists, wanting nothing more than to rush out right now and kill my enemy with my own hands. At that moment, Briar, who was in his arms, suddenly turned her gaze toward me, her eyes filled with smugness and satisfaction. "Lyra, you look upset. Are you upset with Briar?" Mother walked over and pinched my arm hard while Father shot me a reproachful look. I suppressed my hat

Nyssa cried while scooping her dead son near her chest and cradling him as close to her as possible, while her tears dripped down incessantly making Zoe feel weak and helpless for the first time in her life as she too dropped near her son in law’s body and cried on his chest. “KARR !!!! YOU BASTARD,” Danielle roared furiously. “Looks like I hit a jackpot,” Karr laughed evilly. “I killed a demon and you human mutt are coming with me. You seem to have got pinker, prettier and healthier here. I can’t wait to have a piece of you now,” the villainous assassin licked his lips with his eager tongue while lust swarmed in his disgusting eyes. “YOU JUST SIGNED YOUR DEATH WARRANT, KARRRR,” Damon scream

They overheard him fall to the ground. “Aw!” Cael complains. “Cael, are you okay?” Kyra shouted. “I’m fine...” Cael shouted. “My limbs are still intact.” Kyra and Damon enter the door. They looked around, and there was nobody in the corridor. “Who threw Cael?” Damon asked. “Not who. The proper word is what,” said Kyra. “Demon serpent,” Damon looked at what Kyra was looking at. In front of them was a demon with a long snake-like scaled body with an arrow-shaped head spread out like a cobra. It also has yellow, serrated spiky teeth and black eyes.

“You all know basic myths. But this one is… specific. The tale of the Shadowalker.” To everyone’s surprise, it was Emma who piped up, his voice hesitant but clear. “I… I’ve read about that. In a banned manuscripts forum. He was a demon… created by Lucifer not as a torturer, but as a ultimate weapon. A being designed to wipe out all life on Earth in one go. But Lucifer messed up the primordial spell. A variable was wrong. Instead of a mindless destroyer, Shadowalker became a demon bound by a paradoxical imperative: to save people.”

Clouds gathered above like a plague. Faith pointed. “What the fuck is that?!” Partheos emerged from the sand once more, roaring with demonic fury. “The dawn of a new age has begun!” He lunged at Scott with a massive claw made of swirling sand. “Scott, watch out!” Faith cried. Scott dove, rolling under the strike. “Oh shit!” As he stood, Demonslayer ignited in his hands again. He slashed upward, cutting through the demon’s claw. Partheos howled as the limb exploded.