"Yes, this is Snake Sect. We as snakes lurk in the dark," said Kieran softly.
Dark, as snakes…
Holuff stood there blankly, muttering softly to himself.
No one understood the sentence better than Holuff, the retired Demon Hunter.
Snake.
The reptile probably had zero good images in the eyes of the common people.
It was commonly known as cold-blooded and merciless.
It was used to represent cunning and dark impressions.
Not a single normal person would want anything to do with a snake.
But of the Demon Hunters, some were willing to become them.
They were willing to rest in eternal darkness and never see the day of light again.
Holuff's body slightly quivered.
The vows that he took in front of his teacher when he became a Demon Hunter rung in his ears again.
'We don't belong to the light.
We don't belong to the dark.
