"You Demon!"
Ignoring the Priest's exclamation of rage, I stare at the boy, who has his head pierced by my earth spike, strangely. His body is still twitching, so I am sure he is is still alive, albeit barely.
My heart beats faster due to the adrenaline—I guess—but I don't know whether it beats that way due to excitement or shock. I can't help myself from grinning however, so I can safely conclude that I am excited.
'What makes me feel excited though?'
This feeling overwhelming my body—every unconscious move that each muscle in my body is making has nothing to do with my state of mind. My mind is pretty clear—in fact, it is so clear, I can even ponder what I have just done.
I don't feel any remorse or guilt for what I have done, but it still can't stop me from thinking why I have to kill the kid. I wonder what is the exact urgency that forces me to kill the kid—a pathetic creature that couldn't even hurt me.
