*Snap**Click**Step*
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Loud curses could be heard from a forest, along with the sound of someone running through the trees. Constant snapping and clicking of twigs that had fallen on the ground kept ringing.
The one responsible for this was a guy with black hair, grey skin, completely black eyes, no sclera, and sharp canine teeth.
It was Chalitanetra, the demon responsible for the sub-scenario in the area within a 100-kilometer radius of Muzaffarnagar.
Right now, it had a frustrated and irritated look on its face; if one looked closely, though, one would notice fear within its demonic eyes.
*Woosh*
"Shit!"
The moment it heard the sound of wind clashing against something metallic, its eyes widened as it hurriedly jumped down, and the moment it did...
*Swish*
An arrow covered in bright purple flames passed, cutting a few stands of its hair.
'This could not be happening!'
