A Dangerous Place Part 9

As the night grew quiet, Asher moved carefully through the garden. Every step was light and careful.

Guards patrolled the area, their glowing red eyes cutting through the darkness.

Though they resembled humans, their glowing red eyes revealed their identities as demons.

Their skin was a deep, blood-red, the color so unnatural it resembled the hue of a wound that would never heal.

It had an unsettling, almost raw look to it, as if their flesh had been permanently stained by something far darker than blood.

Some held swords, while others carried long daggers or halberds, all clad in metallic red armor.

Their gear gleamed under the faint moonlight, deep crimson with gold engravings that ran along the chest plate and pauldrons.

The intricate patterns resembled ancient royal insignias, as if they once belonged to a long-forgotten empire.