The Bullet Demon's Second Chance

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"It's finally over?"

The Bullet Demon watched the Crimson Star's final moments, as Drake swung his massively powerful sword, combining Gluttony with all his other abilities.

A definitive technique with no name, something that rivaled the Terminus Blade, but that was much smaller in scale, more precise, and perhaps even deadlier.

The Crimson Star was finished, her very existence eaten, Drake felt a rush of psychic energy after taking care of her, but yet again, he gained nothing else.

It was a bit disappointed, but he was happy she was freaking gone.

"Haahh… It's done," he sighed in relief. "Hm? Bullet Demon?"

"I-Is it finally over? Really… Hahah… I never thought it would end like this," the Bullet Demon laughed a bit. "Even when I defeated her earlier… Deep down, I felt unease, I knew that she was alive somehow. Her flames left that mark on me to tell she's there. Alive, somewhere… but now… I feel strangely light."