"..."
"..."
"..."
For a moment, the cavern was silent.
Ignotus stared down at what remained of the Demon.
Blanc, meanwhile, looked back up with what little remained.
It looked at eyes that weren't human... eyes that terrified it.
Eyes that made a Demon feel fear.
"You... really are a monster."
Ignotus chuckled softly.
It wasn't the first time he'd been called that, though hearing it from a Demon made of sewer sludge gave it a nice sense of irony.
"Tell your God I said hi."
He stomped what remained, fully ending its life.
"First one down."
Saying that, he waited a beat as the green poison mist began to dissipate.
His eyes, meanwhile, scanned the puddle for loot. A Divine Relic? A Rune?
Nothing.
'Hm... unfortunate.'
Ignotus turned towards the path leading to the next area, loosening his [Living Ligature].
The purple glow faded a tad, and the heavy weight lifted from his shoulders.
"Now... who's ne—"
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