In his bed, Marquis Mart Sevec's reddish hair turned blood-red, and the energy surrounding him was ominous, yet it did not harm Emy in the slightest.
In a private garden built for little Persec, there were withered plants in clay pots, and on top of the withered plants were several dark red locusts.
Little Persec was sitting on the withered grass; his mother, the beautiful demon woman, watched him as she sat on a white bench.
Little Persec began to clap and laugh in a way that was both endearing and sinister, given the surroundings of the little demon.
Locusts swarmed all around, withering every plant in the garden, and then flew toward the baby demon and merged with him.
...
"No, why?" a mother cried, holding her young son's severed head in one arm and his body in the other.
