Ye Wu could feel the bruise forming across his legs and arms. His human skin was full of greens, purples, and blues. His red eyes narrowed and he could feel his demonic energy pushing against the thin skin he had created. He growled lowly like a cornered dragon, flaring its wings and baring his teeth.
A bamboo stick smacked him, followed by many more. Using his arms, he held it above his head, only to leave his sides opened for attacks. Humans! Disgustingly evil for even wanting to harm him! He had done nothing, but steal some bread and fruit off the stalls. He had to eat! They should be glad he did not just eat them and rip them apart!
"You demon! Go back to the Netherworld you disgusting trash!"
The old man shouted smacking him over and over.
'Disgusting trash! I will show you!'
