Chapter 167
The demon leaped back, glaring at the duo standing before it. In its hands was no longer a single sword with two blades on either side and a handle in the middle.
Instead, it now held a pair of sickles gripped tightly in both hands. Even while armed, it still scratched its face, eyes narrowing on the duo who stood between it and Max, blocking any possible path to him. Max stood a few meters behind them, fists clenched, his heartbeat pounding like a drum in his ears.
'Second time. For fuck's sake, this is the second time they're trying to protect me again! Why?! I understand Jake—he's always been the fool who considers me his best friend but Lana?! What the hell is going on?' Max thought, clenching his hands tighter, his teeth grinding back and forth as his eyes locked on the demon ahead.
"You all won't leave?" the demon asked, its tone calm yet laced with amusement as it continued scratching its face with a sickening screech of claws against skin.
