Chapter 75. Red hand (2)

Yuriel fends off the waves of demons. She tried her best in not killing them but she knows that when they are weaken, the other demons will kill them.

"This is too gruesome!" she stared at Luc and Uma.

"They're kids around and not even they are safe. These demons are killing anyone they deemed worthless or weak and even the strong demon that are kids have this same mindset."

Staying in her minds, three demons tried to jumped her but their attempts were in veins—simply put, they were too weak to face her.

Uma Michael tried to not get any more bloods on her but it was inevitable. The demons that hated her and Luc Mugen wanted to smash their heads into pieces. They charged at them expecting to easily kill them but Uma Michael cuts them with her water dagger as Luc Mugen finish them off but crushing them against the ground.

Uma Michael looks at Luc, despite him adapting to this environment easily, it looks as if he had taken a life before… many, many lives. And yet why does he look so scared?

Uma Michael never took someone lives before and she planning not to unless she absolutely got to.

Stuck in her daze, a demon pushed her to the ground, ready to strike at her but Kim kicked the demon in the face, knocking him back before Yuriel kicks him far away, making him crashes through buildings.

This small town became unrecognizable, what first look like a civilization is nothing more than a breeding ground for war, a free for all, mass destruction and slaughter.

Kim's body didn't know how to process this, there was mass killing everywhere. Should he felt scare? Frighten? Worry? So many emotion pile deep inside of him until his brain couldn't handle it. He froze in a mist of tears as the war erupted.

"Aeuggh-" Kim didn't know if he should vomits or keep it in. He look at Luc and wonder how he could be so calm, he glanced over at Yuriel and wonder how is she so strong then he locked eyes with Uma… only then he realized, he was not the only one feeling this way.

Watching Uma's back. Kim dashed toward the demon behind her and punch him away, his knuckles shaking, feeling like he had just punch a metal wall.

"Uma! I-I don't think I could handle this!"

Uma Michael nods before not saying anything. All she could do was injuries the demon, yes she hated them and will always—she wanted to change their very nature, even if she has to force them.

But that's was a excuse that played in her head, she didn't want to take a life, even if they're nothing to take in the beginning.

Both Kim and Uma ignores the cries of help coming from the dead, a wife begging their husband to not kill her and the kids, a kid tricking the elderlys, a manically demon thriving off of this moment.

This is the true nature of demons, they were born to kill, caused mass destruction and death.

"Died, died, died!!!" the demons barked at Luc Mugen. Luc Mugen pushed them back with his barriers, bloods splattered all over his clothes and face, it is warm—it was warm.

Everywhere is chaos, everywhere was inconsistent except for the killing. That was the only consistent thing about this event.

Slamming the mobs of demons into the ground, Yuriel felt a familiar bloodlust, rushing not towards her, but Uma Michael.

"G-guess who's back!!!" he said with a cheerful wits.

Any demons that tried to get close to him have their organs flying out of their bodies. He sighed in relief, a gentle smile plastered across his creepy face.

Yuriel wasted no time in attacking him. She flown passed Kim and Uma and started throwing hands with the demon.

Right! She throws a jab, her flaming gauntlet fazed his cheeks.

Left! The eerie demon dodged her cross but he didn't see a hook coming his way.

He backs away, Yuriel throws a jab toward his face but he ducked it. He then extend all five of his claws, five silver flashed aimed towards Yuriel but she blocked it using her both of her hands.

A loud murderous scream cried out for help, Yuriel instinctively check but this cause her to get a marks on her lower chest.

"Guh- ak.." it didn't just stops right there, the demon's claws have almost punctured her lungs. She roundhouse kick him toward the head but he tanked the attack barely before stabbing her ears, it was aimed for her head but he missed.

Yuriel brush's off the pain. She side-step toward his side, shifting her weights, and moving foward. She hit a quick jab, an another.

The demon ignored it, he raised both of his arms up, his claws fidgeting before swinging down on Yuriel, she blocked it with both her gauntlet, kicking the demon in the crouch.

He took a steps backward, Yuriel hit him with another jab, then a cross. The demon parry's her shots before striking her with his claws.

Yuriel's blood splattered as the demon's claws cuts through her left arm.

"You are annoying to deal with." he said.

The demon let out a slashed attack on the air, creating a wind blade aimed at Yuriel. It slices through the unfortunate demons that got in the way.

Yuriel stare at the wind blade that's heading towards her, stretching her left leg out, she put up a stance—something like a martial artist. She took a deep breath before-

"Here, you could have it back!" Grabbing the wind blade with her gauntlet, she turned and spins around, making a 360 turns. The projectile changed its target, it is headed back towards the demon.

The arm's of the demon falls down, "I-I couldn't dodge it? Is my own attack going way faster than me?"

The wind blade slice through the demon's right arm like it was Swiss-cheese. The wind blade continues to cuts through multiple victims before hitting the ceiling.

The demon laughed it off but when he tried to regenerate, he feels nothing, his limbs weren't growing back, the red mist created from the eye has something to do with this.

Yuriel smirks before slamming her gauntlet on his liver, twisting and shifting her arm, she punch him towards Vas Allen's back.

"Hey! Care to kill this little guy for messing around with Uma and Luc?!"

Vas Allen bumps into him and turns around, at first he was confused, "Didn't I kill this nasty demon before?"

Eras seeing Vas Allen's attention elsewhere charged towards him as he glide in the air but Vas Allen with a flick of his hand, brush him away, sending him backward towards the end of the red mist that extends far through the land.

"I've kill you. How are you here?" Vas Allen asks, looking down at the demon.

"You, kill me? I never seen you before…" he said as sweat bead down his face.

Vas Allen's glare at him with a cold intense stare. He knew if he give out any wrong answers, he will die. The demon thought for a moment before remembering something.

"Ah~ you must've met the clone I made. Created from dark magic and-" the demon talks as if everything was normal.

A second later until he realized that everything look taller—no, his neck was empty, his head fell to the ground and with no way to regenerate, it laid there…dying, while Vas Allen burns his entire body into crisp.

"Yeah no wonder, your clone is the same as you.. anyway I don't care anymore, I just want you to die, you filthy freak!"