The older demon's glowing yellow eyes fixed on Liam and Elena, his smirk stretching wider, jagged teeth gleaming under the pale light. "Ah, but fear... Fear adds the perfect seasoning to the meal."
From above, the younger demon cackled, a guttural and bone-chilling sound that reverberated through the forest. "She's ripe with it! Look at her—shaking like a leaf." His claws scratched against the bark as he spoke, sending a sharp screech into the air. "The taste will be exquisite."
Liam's muscles tensed as he instinctively moved his hands, ready to summon his daggers—then stopped. 'Not yet. I can't risk her getting caught in the crossfire. These things… they're definitely stronger than any Advanced Horror.'
He spared a glance at Elena. Her tear-filled eyes met his, wide with terror, her body trembling like brittle glass on the verge of shattering.
