You freezed, looking straight into a demon infront of you. He stares at you piercingly with his deep blue eyes. The sharp fangs and nails of his was already showed up, ready to attack you anytime with the spear he's holding.

You clenched tight on your katana, being alert to your surrounding while thinking any way to escape or attack.

"What's with that look? scared?"

He speak calmly with his sorrow and dejected expression while circling you, trying to manipulate his opponent.