When he had all his clothes on, he put on his motorcycle helmet, and his hunting gear was complete. He would attack before anyone attacked him. That was the only way to survive in the apocalypse.
Imps were quite clever monsters. But no matter how clever they were, there would always be moments when they let their guard down, especially when their attention was drawn to something else. For example, when all of them were obsessed with a drone flying ten meters above the ground. They were dying to catch it, but since their paralyzing darts could not reach it, there was nothing they could do.
He hovered the drone and approached them from behind. The bastards even took out a javelin and threw it at the drone, but it did not have the power to reach it. The imp chief seemed to think so too, since he was busy shouting orders at his underlings.
