While Amon was going in this direction.
From the same side, two figures were running. They were wearing black cloack. It fluttered in air as they ran.
For now they were still far away from Amon.
Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!
The footsteps echoed through the silent forest.
They jumped from one tree to another easily. They were none other than demons. The same ones from the other day.
"Shit, we shouldn't have gone there. It would have been better if we had just returned," the demon with amber eyes muttered.
But it was loud enough for the other to hear.
"Aziz. This is not the time to curse our decisions. Though I never thought those scouts would actually see us."
Aziz snorted. "It's good they're not too strong. Because of that, we ran away from them so easily."
He looked at the other demon running beside him.
"Vikara. Why didn't you kill them? With your strength, you could have killed all of them easily."
