You stood over your kill, it was swift and easy. She was an older woman, but her flesh was still warm and filling. You were unaware of the presence behind you as you ate. The man stepped forward, his more Western-style shoes silent on the forest floor.

— "I must say, for a low-level demon such as yourself that was a smart move."

Your blood froze as you heard his voice, turning around quickly and bowing down to the demon king before you. He looks down at you, a soft smile on his face- though, it lacked any real emotion.

— "Stand."

He commanded, a chilly breezy blowing through the dense trees of the forest as he spoke.