The creatures had perished the whole village. Two man remained, a priest and a soldier.
The priest had ripped and bloody clothes because of the unfortunate event that happened on his village this forsaken night.
The soldier had a fairly big build and was wearing a thick armor which could withstand the most body damaging attacks.
Still against these kind of creatures that attacked this unfortunate village was not enough to save his pierced lung and torn out arm.
They were spared at least. Not because they were able to slaughter the demons, but just because day had arrived.
That's what most of these crooked beings would do, they would cease an entire population just because that was their nature and flee like cowards just to come another night and finish the job.
"It was just a toddler. How could these brutes not care. How can these freaks of nature be so wicked that they wouldn't even have a small child live his life to the fullest." the priest said out of breath.
"That's what they do, they strip people out of their life so they can be more powerful, so they can live longer." the lone soldier survivor says with terror.
"You're wrong." a figure says as he appears out of nowhere.
This strange man was wearing a hooded cloaked uniform, his face was completely hidden and on the back of his body there was a strange weapon.
A Sword. But not a sword like any other. This particular one was sorrounded by strange writings seeming a long lost language. But the most surprising and staggering fact was that it had a almost half circle tip.
"You are thinking of ghoul's, this massacre here was done by a Utikow. They kill for sport and eat the remains simply beacuse they can." The voice of the stranger filled the quite night.
"Who Are You" both priest and soldier said with one voice. "What do you want from us, are you one of them.
The strange man walking towards them along the now filled bloody road and doomed people said assuredly "If i was one of them, i wouldn't be wasting my time talking but rather slaughter."
Struggling to get up because of his torn out arm and exhausted body the soldier screamed. "Not another step or it will be your head"
"In your condition? You have one arm left, your body is worn out and i'm simply trying to pass. What does it benefit you fighting me?" the man said calmly.
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But the soldier didn't listen to sense and attacked without warning the unknown man.
Of course his moves were tired and slow for the faster and more agile Cloaked Man.
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"Stop now if you want to live!" he said. "I feel your life energy, it's depleting. If you don't stop this now you will die. The man assured the now fainting soldier as he fell on a pile of human remains.
"He's dead, his pride wouldn't let him pass without a last stand against someone he thought was a threat" the cloaked man praised him as a last goodbye to a soldier he had never met before.
He began once again walking threw the quiet night. Seemingly looking to reach a set destination.
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