Stumbling over brushwood branches, you fall to the ground and are already waiting for your death, but a fleeting veil flies over you and the demon is cut into pieces. There was already a guy in front of you dressed as demon hunters. The black-haired guy sheaths his katana and his yellow eyes fall on you. By the light of the moon, you can see snow-white bandages on his face.

Did you know it's dangerous to wander at night?

Hear the question spoken in a quiet and cold tone.