One unholy night, at an unholy hour, Japanese hotel.

Clashes and grunts were heard, as Reiss was in a fight against a demon. She managed to slice his neck, but he held back the blade from beheading him, this is where she let it heat up.

"H-Heat?!"

The Demon jumped backwards as the blade melted through his arm, letting the part of his arm get sliced off as the smoke dissipated..

"That's a fine blade... There's something about it."

Reiss sheathed her sword, going into a casual stance.

"You talk too much."

The Demon tore off the remains of the sliced off arm. With a burst of blood, regenerating it into a new one.

"It was merely admiration, my dear.~"

Must you help, or just watch?