There was a short stillness.
The chimeras froze mid-step. The lesser demons stopped laughing, their hideous grins stiffening into silence.
All eyes turned to the source.
A lone human stood calmly beside a corpse that had just collapsed to the ground.
Alice.
Her purple scythe dripped black in colour, but she didn't look bothered. Leon told her not to look bothered and to act as coldly as she could muster.
She wiped the blood away with a flick of her wrist, then casually raised her chin, flashing a smug expression as if to say, Is that all you assholes got?
There were a total of forty lesser demons stationed outside the caves, scattered across the beehive-like mountain wall. Each one had been watching the fight as if it were a show. Now, after seeing one of their own fall, and by the hands of a human no less, their faces twisted in rage.
Bang.
Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
