A Certain Cry

[North Gate]

"Puack!" Blood emanated from Sarah's mouth as she regurgitated a mix of saliva and the crimson liquid.

Her body shook immensely, and for good reason.

When one's body was being crushed beneath the giant leg of a massive Demon General, it was only natural to feel so much pain and agony.

'It hurts! It hurts!' She groaned inwardly.

Her head bobbed lifelessly as she tried her best to escape her position, but it was impossible. She could do nothing but watch the Demon General feed on Zabdel, the last of her surviving comrades.

Asa, Gu, Liebert, and everyone else had been killed already.

The reason she had survived this long was due to the Blessing Of Healing. Still, what use was being alive if one had to suffer such indescribable agony?

"Hmmm… this isn't tender enough. What did I expect from an Adventurer dreg? But… that Elf girl sure was delicious, so I had high expectations…" Shuuma, the chubby blue demon, mumbled as he finally consumed Zabdel.