It was night outside, the glow of the moon shone on a clearing next to the forest. Akaza moved calmly across the clearing, his crimson hair slightly blown in the light breeze, and his burgundy small cloak heaved with the demon's breath. He was heading into the forest, standing not far from the clearing. Having entered there, the demon felt movement not far from him.

-Demon slayers again? who will dare to go against me this time?

he raised an eyebrow with interest and turned to you. The express