Chapter 9- Demons in Human Flesh
Standing at the entrance of his village, Sol’s body was shaking uncontrollably.
Mutilated corpses with organs and brain matter poking out were scattered everywhere; it was as if these people weren’t killed by humans but were mauled by wild animals. The ground was dyed with blackish goo as a result; it was blood that was beginning to dry from the hot midday sun.
And the stench, it was so putrid it could make one instantly expel the contents of their stomach. Sol had to forcefully hold back his instinctual reaction to vomit.
A river of blood was the only way to describe the gruesome sight in front of him.
"Please no! Why-Why are you doing this?!"
A sad but rage-fill scream echoed in Sol’s ears. He immediately whipped his head in that direction to see a man limping away from three Paladin Warriors of the Church.
These three men were laughing to themselves and were taking their time to approach the limping man trying to run away. It’s as if they were watching an animal on display and not a human struggling for his life.
No, not even an animal would be treated like this. These men saw this man as something less than an animal; it was sickening to watch.
With the man’s leg being injured, he soon fell over and crashed hard onto the ground. The three Paladin Warriors all let out uproarious laughter upon seeing him fall.
The man had tears streaming down his face as he said.
"I-I don’t want to die... I don’t want to die... *Sob*... my son... my son is still..."