My Boyfriend Is a Demon
She knows it is blood just from the context, since instead of red, the thick, smelly liquid is almost identical to tar.
"Sam!" She shouts, desperate and afraid that he is seriously injured.
The fire-colored slit demon stares at her. It was so weird to associate that horror movie-worthy monster with the handsome man from mere minutes ago.
The voice coming out of the deformed throat is also equally fearsome, like thunder and earthquakes.
"Don't come any closer!"
"You're hurt!"
The other demon, the one with yellow slits, seems puzzled by the girl's concern. Sam once again shouts:
"Stay away!"
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