Cliff snuck back into the enemy camp under his rat form. This time, instead of risking exploring every corner and brushing with the danger of being crushed, he slipped directly under the structure where one of the demons was standing guard.
The demon was watching over the entrance to the supply warehouse. Having seen no sign of a threat around, he had allowed himself to drift into a deep sleep. A moment of negligence that would cost him dearly. Cliff wasn't about to let this opportunity slip by.
Quickly shifting back to his human form, he summoned his saber and plunged it into the demon's chest. The creature jolted awake, but its cry was smothered by the blade, and soon its eyes went dark, lifeless. Cliff retrieved the demon's essence stone, feeling the energy thrumming in his hand, then discreetly dragged the corpse into the warehouse.
