Crimson Moon
The demon was now on its knees, all the strength it had probably drained by the silver in its body.
We looked at each other and nodded. Moving at the same time, we charged at the demon, swords ready.
"No, wait..." The creature said, but we slashed at it from both sides. It squealed even louder and we Syberus slashed at its back.
"No, you wretches. You do not know what you—"
"Save it," I said as I stabbed my sword through the left side of its back, where the heart was.
It squealed even louder and I saw as the skin on its arms started to blister and burn. It was dying, it would die. The souls of our parents and all the others it had killed will finally come to rest. I wanted to watch it suffer
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