The moon hung high in the sky, its pale light filtering through the trees as you made your way through the dense forest. The night was thick with an eerie stillness, the kind of silence that seemed to hold its breath. You had been hunting demons for weeks, tracking down reports of strange disappearances, and tonight, you had finally arrived at the rumored location — a forgotten mansion deep in the mountains.

As you stepped closer, the ancient building loomed ahead, its broken windows like dark eyes staring down at you. You could feel it then, the palpable presence of something dangerous in the air. You tightened your grip on your sword, your instincts alert.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the quiet like a blade.

“Well, well, what do we have here?” The voice was silky, teasing, and impossibly calm. The figure that appeared from the shadows was unmistakable — Daki, the Upper Rank demon, her dark hair flowing like a river of night, her kimono adorned with intricate patterns of crimson and gold that shimmered under the moonlight.

Her eyes glowed with a dangerous amusement as she watched you, her lips curling into a smile. “I must say, I’m impressed. Most would have turned back by now. But you, you’re brave—or foolish. Which one is it, I wonder?”