"RAHHHHH!!!"
>BOOOOOOMMMM!!!<
Explosions surged forth as the retreating Demons burst into flames.
One after the other, they were rendered into cinders by Lucy's deadly slash.
The further they ran, the lesser their numbers.
Still, the Demons kept running, since that was the only means to guarantee their survival.
By the time the Northern area was in view, only about a dozen Demons were left.
The hole they had created to facilitate their invasion was in sight, causing the Demons to run even faster—if that was even possible.
Lucy felt them escape her grasp, but it wasn't because they had miraculously become more adept at running.
No, it was the opposite.
'I'm… already getting tired?'
Lucy was distraught, but her mission remained the same.
She would kill the Demons even if it was the last thing she did.
From beyond the broken-down walls, Lucy could hear explosions, but she ignored them.
Sooner or later, they would all die by her blade!
