As the demon's claw gently released, a mangled corpse plummeted straight down from mid-air.
It was caught by the mound of bodies below, emitting a dull thud.
The vast pile, which blocked the street, was composed of numerous San Francisco police officers, California National Guardsmen, official and civilian Exorcists, and the corpses of ordinary citizens.
All of them had stood up one after another as resistance fighters, the upholders of order in this city.
The demon responsible for this chaos naturally would not let these people survive, much less allow them to gather and attempt to kill it!
Beneath the pile of corpses, countless rivulets of crimson blood merged, streaming down the sloping road toward several nearby sewer entrances. The rich, nearly nauseating scent of blood spread through the entire city with the sea breeze.
Cass was a black man who had lived in San Francisco all his life.
Though he grew up in San Francisco, he never owned his own house.
