Hesitantly I opened my eyes and sat up. At first I didn't know where I was, but then images of the fight entered my mind.
I sprung up in panic and looked around if I saw the demon or the nuns anywhere. An abrupt pain blossomed from the left side of my chest and the part of my wing that had been pierced by the flame arrow. But I my worries soon depleted when I saw the nuns alive and well talking about wat to do next. I also saw the corps of the demon that had attacked the village lying headless on the place where I had held it down.
I sat down and tried to breathe at a stable rate so I wont be hindered by the pain in my chest. Most of the other wounds had already healed by now. I guessed that at least then hours had gone by due to the fact that the sky was dark and the heavens were filled with countless stars that all shined with equal splendour.
When I was just sitting on the ground, trying to get a hold of the situation, I noticed something. Three bone like spikes extended from my lower arm and elbow. And two could be seen on my shoulder. The spikes were red like my skin and blended in perfectly well with the scales I also had on those places.
Without even looking or touching them I could tell that my horns also had increased in length.
When the nuns noticed that I had woken up they turned pale and some of them started to tremble a little. Even Gwen didn't seem to be completely calm, but she was doing a lot better than the others.
I stood up. My legs were still a little wobbly since I had just woken up after nearly being beaten to death.
With a few slow steps I walked towards the nuns. I could hear how fast their hearts were beating. This made me even appreciate more that they had their holy items covered in small bags. Though they could grab them at any moment and I still could sense them through the rough leather. It still indicated that they at least trusted me a little bit.
"Are you all in good health?"
I didn't smell blood apart from mine and that of the other demon, but that didn't automatically mean that none of them were hurt. It could be that the demon struggled when I was passed out and had broken a few bones by any of the nuns.
"Yes everyone is fine."
I looked at Gwen who had decided to speak for the group. But when I wanted to take a step towards her the nun who was standing next to her reached out to the bag she was carrying. She didn't immediately take the item, her hand just hovered above the opening of the bag.
"Don come closer demon!"
I halted my steps. And looked at her wile tilting my head. This nun had an extremely pale skin and blue eyes. Freckles were sprinkled all over her face like flowers in a field.
The feeling she gave of reminded me of Gert whenever he tried to fight me. Just like with him it was hard to tell if she truly wasn't afraid of just the most scared of them all.
I took a step back. "I'm glad you all are okay. I will keep my distance for now."
The frightened expressions from some of the nuns softened wile no change appeared on the determined face of the nun.
When I had increased the distance between me and the nuns by a few more meters I sat back down in order to let the last remaining wounds heal.
So, for now I was left with my thoughts and worries. I hadn't eaten the soul of that demon for all I knew, yet my body had changed and I could already tell that my strength would be increased when my wounds would fully heal.
For now my only thing I could think of was that it had something to do with that mark. Theseus seemed really interested in it. So, I guess that, that mark is a good thing for a demon to have.
In order to clarify this speculation I stretched out my consciousness to examine the mark. And as I had expected, there was a slight amount of magic woven into it. But I couldn't figure out wat the meaning behind that magic was.
I figured that if I could find the meaning of the magic, I could figure out why that silvery demon had placed it on me in the first place. and maybe, just maybe, that knowledge would help me reverse this.