Blind Guy Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

She flicked her hands and two dagger slid from her sleeves and into her waiting hands. Barbie ran towards the beast and jumped on it, stabbing her right dagger on its back. The beast roared but it was not affected by the stab at all. Blaise looked at its silver eyes. It was dull. It didn't exactly focused on Blaise. His eyebrows furrowed as he stared at its eyes. Dull, empty, and non-focusing silver eyes with no pupils. A blind beast, he thought. It moved towards him again. "Come on, Barbs!" he growled.

Ban: I guess being a demon actually made me weaker instead… -SLAPS- Kiri came forward and pulled a hard slap across my face. Kiri: YOU ARE NOT WEAK!!!.. Ban: I didn't mean it that way.. Kiri: Right now the blood of a demon and that of a strong human I knew runs through you. The moment you claim yourself weak means everything you showed me was a lie. That was the last thing I wanted to hear from you. Do you even know how I felt when you saved me back then… and also… Demons are not weak. You're just a coward. - Ban: I can't argue with that. I really am a coward. The moment things don't go my way.. I give up, lose interest, forget about it and never thought of giving it a second try. True we do

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

This was a face that suggested love, of regret, of a great need to right things. Guilt bit me in the heart. Had I been too severe? Had I moved on from him too quickly? The demon surged at me, her claws extending and her eyes blazing with vicious purpose before I could respond. She said, " Die!" Balin answered right away, sheltering me from the onslaught of the demon by placing himself in front of me. The magic hit him squarely, his body jerking as the dark energy passed through him. He dropped to the ground, his eyes connecting with mine one more last time.

"Then you do it. I think the one on top is Camden so give Kaden your weapon. There's no need to draw this out or risk him getting hurt" "What if you're wrong? Wouldn't you be helping the enemy?" "I'm not wrong. Just do it" he shakes his head no. Coward "Then help me out" I tear a long slit on my dress and climb out the window. Grabbing the weapon in his hand I project the image of me throwing him the weapon into his mind and then actually do it. The knife-like iolite flies to where they are and just when I think I was wrong and that I didn't succeed, a hand shoots out, grabs it, and starts making cuts on the other Lycan. He's fast and precise, cutting small wounds all over Camden's body. I'm

He started to notice the looks of reason on each of their eyes and he heaved a sigh. "So, we must tread with caution. I understand your grief, Lynn. But my sympathy is all I can offer you now." "Bullshit!" The man cried out. "All of this, whatever is coming from your mouth is utter bullshit!" He stomped his feet in anger. Klaus arched his right brow in faint amusement and stared at him. "Very well then, swim in it." Klaus bit back, and the man's red eyes glittered in the dark. He ran with his demon's super speed to attack Klaus, but Klaus was able to foresee the attack and caused him to hang in the air.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.

This group of creatures had come here because there wasn’t much opposition. “What is the best way to fight them?” She asked as they got off the elevator. “I might have you, it doesn’t mean others are safe or you may need help.” He almost felt a smile at that. He wasn’t sure she could give the help he needed, not if she was a witch of alchemy and not the materialization of magic. He admired her willingness to fight something she knew nothing about. “They are demons, a special kind so you’d fight them the same way.” He told her and she gave a nod. Sybil spotted Doctor Greyson. She waved him down and stopped at the desk and opened her case and took out a vial.

It was a known fact in this world that regular weapons didn't cut it; only demons could truly slaughter other demons. Slyvara had caught wind of the ambush at the same time Kai did, and she had sprinted to the scene to back Damir up. Moving like a literal nightmare, she shifted into her mist form, slipping through the battlefield and blind-siding enemies left and right. By now, the human guards were totally exhausted, with most of them bleeding out or nursing nasty injuries on the ground. But Damir and Slyvara were an unstoppable duo. They kept pushing the frontline back, making it crystal clear that these grunt demon soldiers were absolutely no match for upper-tier powerhouse demons.

She hadn't turned evil. She had only become... alone. The demon moved slowly, carefully. He extended one hand—but didn't touch her. He merely placed it near, showing her he was there. That he meant no harm anymore. "The village... was blind," he said hoarsely. "They couldn't tell light from fire." Rea opened her eyes slowly. Her lashes were wet, her gaze exhausted—but for the first time, calm. "And you?" she asked. "What did you see in me?"