"Belat, to your left!" Sitri yelled.
The white wolf pup kicked off the ground and then sent out a dark mass of shadows towards his enemy.
His Dark Tendrils grabbed the man from all sides and ripped him into pieces rather easily. At the same time, he felt something creeping up behind him.
"Let go of that little girl, stupid beast!"
Belat growled as he turned to face the mob. It was his fault that this happened. Why did he even assume that he could reason with demons? No matter what language he spoke or in what way, it was all the same!
But perhaps the biggest mistake he'd made was letting the man in front go.
The man pointed self-righteously, "I've brought back everyone, you murderous monster!"
Demons weren't stupid. He would have expected this behaviour from humans, but demons? They looked at Sitri with greedy glints in their eyes. He wasn't very sure of their intentions, but there was no way those were good.
