The loud crash had sent the trio into the defensive, the rubble alone from the ground had turned into stone bullets as chunks of earth threatened to smash into them, Alen found himself lucky to have his gear, the gear that Amy had given him although it took away some stats from speed it more than made up for it in defense.
The chunks hit the gear, almost like throwing pebbles at an elephant.
Alen's gaze turned bright crimson as he prepared for the inevitable confrontation, but for some reason, an attack never came, and it wasn't because of the dust that still lingered in the air Alen figured if they could see in the dark then a demon also would.
"You guys have a different smell from this one," The demon said, jolting its hand and tossing over a girl with long and shiny jet-black hair, her body hit the ground with a resounding "thud" followed by something dragging across the floor.
