Malika stricken with shock watched as blood spurted out of the headless demon's body, painting the ground red while the other demon who had saved her stood tall above him.
The fact that lord Zamiel had decapitated a fellow demon for her, a mere lowly human left her in disarray, moreover she couldn't help but wonder why lord Zamiel, the stoic and unfeeling lord would risk his life just to save her, he always seemed cold and distant, so why save her? What motive could he possibly have? She pondered.
As much as her thoughts ran in different directions, her brain failed to construct a proper thinking pattern as she was still in shock and fear, her body trembled visibly under the imperceptible force of trepidation.
The cold demon lord suddenly whipped his head toward her direction, his empty red eyes boring into hers as he approached her. She gulped when she saw him moving towards her direction, her breath quivering with every step he took.
