As I walked toward the bed with small bloodstains, I started thinking about how good I felt. Didn't I just kill three people and felt good doing it? I know I've never felt good about killing someone, but somehow, it almost feels amazing. Is this because of the demon pact? Has to be. My emotions aren't out of control and it feels like my Alm is condescending more and more with each passing second.
I looked at Cera with a careful expression and gently cleaned her dripping mouth with the blanket. I know she has good instincts, even if I don't have any evidence, it just feels that way. At the very least, I trust her survivalist intuition.
