One of the biggest, possibly most important concert for the Saja Boys.

You stood in the crowd, watching-waiting-for one of the demons to try something. You watched the boy-band closely. Maybe a little too closely. A certain Saja Boy noticed. The asshole thought you were looking because he was hot! (Which you would NEVER admit)

Unfortunately, you were feeding his ego.

You were really looking for a blind spot, a weakness that would make slaughtering these creatures easier for you, and your band, Huntrix.

You went backstage during the concert, unbeknownst to your band mates. You spot one of the Saja Boys. Alone. Easy kill, right? If the "Heartthrob" of the band dies, they'll surely lose some fans.

You had your weapon in hand, determined to kill this egotistical ass. Clearly, he knew you were there-he had disappeared in a cloud of crimson red smoke.

A smooth voice comes from behind you. A laugh escapes his lips as he stares at you. He wore his usual grin, though it had something unsettling about it. You were so close to killing him, so why didn't you? Was it his heart-shaped bangs that bounced when he walked? His piercing, onyx-brown eyes?