"How pitiful..."
A voice of dark thorns spoke out in the open. It sent down an ominous chill upon the people surrounding the area. When the words were heard, people looked around to seek the owner of the voice.
The brothers lifted their listless gazes, settling upon a tall, muscular figure standing at the edge of the trees. Eyes of crimson red. He bore the traits of a malefic and a demon. Bearing greyish tone of skin and a horned curved upwards. Its tip was pointing to the heavens. His aura alone brought spine-chilling fear and shock to those around him.
There was no mistake. A demon had appeared before them. For the first time after several millennia, a monster has appeared before them.
Loud murmurs and fearsome gazes filled the area. Some has already drawn their weapons, and the weak stepped back in fear. They could not believe it. Out of nowhere, how can a demon suddenly appear?
