Dawn- An age of Darkness

"Looks like you've matured a bit. But did you say your goodbyes? You still have the option of coming with us quietly," said the female demon.

The voice was almost the same but her tone was a bit different. Is it possible that this demon is different? There were minor differences. This demon looked the same and perhaps even was the same one but her tone was different and less condescending from the one I fought and killed back in the forest.

Lianne and I jumped to the ground. There wasn't an escape route. If we went back, they'd just catch up with their wings. They must have flown this way, and that's how they got here so quickly. SO it meant, we had to duke it out right here, right now. "I think I'll pass."

"Too bad." The demon taunted in a seductive voice. Was this really the same demon?

The female demon didn't charge or do anything in particular. In fact, none of the demons moved a muscle. It was the big thing- maybe demon- that was the problem. His broad shoulders looked rather strong: so strong, that I couldn't think about anything other than not getting in his way. But with firm determination I stood, knowing that I'd probably be killed. My only regret- I got Lianne involved! Why does it always have to come to this? But I couldn't complain now.

"Well I suppose I can't complain now. After all protecting civilians is a duty of mine." To my surprise it was Lianne who charged ahead. And what did she just say? I didn't understand her one bit.

Wasn't she supposed to back me up with her bow? And what the hell is she talking about civilians? She attacked with a small knife and her sword. The big guy was sluggish and she was relatively fast, so she easily cut him in various places before anybody could react.

It's too late now! Yeah, it was really too late to second guess anything. I should begin too. With excitement I too charged. The axes in the demon's hands looked terrifying, but so did loosing another friend. My sword was Dune's gift to me. It was a gift given for me to triumph. I couldn't just let it go to waste and sully Dune's good intentions.

It wasn't a coordinated attack or anything but the big demon couldn't keep up with us. It was too sluggish. Lianne blinded it with her barrage of attacks and made an opening for me. As she moved I came rushing and I punctured through the demon's chest. The demon stood firm not even flinching once. Other demons started laughing. He looked at us relaying, "Are ants walking over me?" without even a word. Was this thing really a demon? Cause it looked more like a indestructible wall instead.

Is it me, or is he radiating heat? The big guy looked a bit redder and the environment around me felt hotter.

"Get back," screamed Lianne.

Before I could do so, the demon got ahold of me with two hands: my sword still sticking out of its chest. Boy that was a solid grip!

The female demon came near me and laughed sarcastically. "Ha! I expected too much. Because of you I had to suffer embarrassment over my twin's failure. I can't believe that being interfered though. In any case you'll be coming with us."

Twin? Then that thing did die in that forest. Now it was confirmed that this demon wasn't the same on from before. This also confirmed that that hooded guy must have been some sort of deity, as even this demon was referring to him as a 'being'. Maybe I was jumping to conclusions but there was no helping it.

I didn't have time to dwell on what she said though. I had bigger things to worry about.

My bones felt like they were cracking and there were quite a few sounds: the pain was excruciating. I was still in bad condition from that fall yesterday, and now this. Fate really had it in for me.

I could barely move my hands but that much movement was not enough to grab a sword, let alone put up a resistance. Lianne tried to attack again but as she came closer, the demon punched her so hard, she fell quite far away. She let out a groan, spit out blood and glared. With just a single punch she was coughing up blood and looked miserable.

This four handed demon was really something. This damn thing! Damn it!

"Lianne!" I screamed with my constricted voice. I couldn't even talk anymore, not with this much pressure.

"Use the knife…" she said while writhing in pain. That reminded me, Lianne had given me a knife before climbing the mountain. This knife was supposedly strong against the undead.

I pulled out the knife using my hands which were powerless against the strength of this monster of a thing. Moving the knife was easier than the sword and that should have been obvious yet I failed to see it.

The female demon laughed. "Don't even bother. Struggling is meaningless. This guy is one of the oldest greater demons. You can't possibly-"

But I bothered and I also struggled. After all, what was human life if not just a bundle of struggles?

As the knife came into contact with the demon's skin, the skin started to liquefy. Immediately the demon moved back, releasing me in the process. The knife was emitting a slight glow which I didn't notice before. So this is why she gave me this knife.… Strong against the undead? This was more like poison to them. And were demons and undead relatives or something?

Almost half of my ribcage was broken and so was my left hand: the pain was the proof. I could barely breathe and the pain was unbearable.

I felt like passing out. But with Lianne on the ground, it was not an option. If I fall now, it's all over. "Lianne, you okay?" My voice wasn't going too far. I couldn't speak properly. I might have croaked my throat a little in the struggling process.

Lianne however, got up soon regardless of her injuries. She really was a tough one. For the first time in my life I felt blessed despite feeling the urge to chop myself up because of the intense pain.

The female demon emanated a violent aura. "You swine! Where did you get that knife?" Her gaze didn't betray. This was that demon's twin alright. The same temper.

Don't tell me this one will go on frenzy too…"That's none of your business." Lianne answered for me.

The female demon hissed. "Change of plans. Kill them! Hanstol do it! The elf might be it…"

So that's his name? So yet again you guys would forget your main purpose. What is wrong with you idiots? I sighed.. Instead of being scared or angry I was disappointed. Were demons really just overgrown monkeys or something?

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