A couple of minutes ago you were walking quietly, while now you are running as fast as you can, praying to break away from the demons. But there was nowhere to run.

You covered yourself with your hands, preparing for death, when you heard the whistling of the air. The demon in front of you has fallen apart. Standing over you was a tall man with silver hair and piercing cold eyes. He quickly sheathed his katana back as he approached you.

"Human" his voice was quiet and cold