From a distance, you could hear explosions and blood-curdling screams, but I couldn't move. Well, I should rephrase I am unable to move with this girl on me. Lying on my lap was the girl that I saved. Maybe I should have left her where she was so that she could die, but something about her had me feel the need to save her. Darn, body why did you have to move? *BOOM* Looking to the direction of the castle I saw smoke billowing from the buildings. Like a cloud, the sky above the castle turned grey. Oh, we must be on the verge of losing.
Looking back down the young girl was asleep now she must have cried so hard that she comes tired. With her asleep, I lifted up her frail body and covered her with the cloth again this time wrapping her in it like a blanket. Setting her against a giant tree that had cheery blossoms I left.
I rushed toward the Capital going at full speed this time not caring if the demons saw me and they did see me. Swooping down some flying demons aimed for my neck trying to most likely decapitate me. Dodging I grabbed the talons of the demons then grabbed my sword slashing their backs. Then I kept running killing demons along the way making myself covered in blood. In a rush, I had killed over 200 demons. Nearing the Capital I stopped at the gate the smoke much thicker now. Jumping up over the gates I landed on my feet in a crouched position on the other side. This time as I looked around blood pooled everywhere. The stench of death was so strong I could almost taste it. That's when I saw the hero, 's only covered in bruises escaping with a bundle of a few of their backs with the king.
So this is why we weren't lasting in the fight. The king and the other hero's were escaping. Worthless trash they are. Heh, not that it really matters. Who in their right mind would fight for a losing cause? The only reason why they had most-likely stayed this long is to probably not seem as actual deserters. Being seen as deserters is like a grave sin to the people the hero's and the king is seen as deserters would lose all of their authority.
Laughing like a loon I started to kill more demons losing count after the 800 that I did kill. Hehehehe, this is going to be a massacre. "YOU DEMONS ARE WORTHLESS!!!" Shouting that out-loud or not I didn't care I was going to kill the demons.
Fire and smoke rose to the air and behind me was the death of many demons. While I still was laughing I still was on a killing spree. I knew that more than half of the demons were wiped out by the earlier fight so I have no idea how many demons are left. I thought didn't care I will wipe out the demons on my own if I have to. Using magic and using my own physical abilities I continued to kill the demons. I kept moving and killing not caring who I saved I only killed the demons knowing that I seemed more like the demons that I was killing that a hero.