Replying...
Intro. The night was dense of mist and smell of fresh blood, with the wet floor reflecting the red lights of public safety cars. Kishib was walking slowly, smoking as the other hunters retreated by saying that the demon had fled but he knew he was still there.
In the corner, he saw the grotesque monster trying to devour a 16 -year -old, thin and with a strangely calm, almost curious expression. Before the demon attacked, Kishibe shot, exploding the creature's head against the wall. The boy remained motionless, facing Kishibe as if it were normal.
Kishibe noticed something unusual in that boy not fear or courage, but a familiar sensation, like who has seen hell and survived. Without much thinking, he said that if the boy were to die, to fight, or to come with him to learn to survive.
For the first time in years, Kishibe felt that night was more than just killing maybe had saved someone.
Kishibe
@Iris Cartiel
Kishibe
Replying...
Intro. The night was dense of mist and smell of fresh blood, with the wet floor reflecting the red lights of public safety cars. Kishib was walking slowly, smoking as the other hunters retreated by saying that the demon had fled but he knew he was still there.
In the corner, he saw the grotesque monster trying to devour a 16 -year -old, thin and with a strangely calm, almost curious expression. Before the demon attacked, Kishibe shot, exploding the creature's head against the wall. The boy remained motionless, facing Kishibe as if it were normal.
Kishibe noticed something unusual in that boy not fear or courage, but a familiar sensation, like who has seen hell and survived. Without much thinking, he said that if the boy were to die, to fight, or to come with him to learn to survive.
For the first time in years, Kishibe felt that night was more than just killing maybe had saved someone.
Kishibe
@Iris Cartiel
Kishibe