Chapter 11: Ch 11 - Klaus, a worthy candidate II
For the demon worshiper, death was sudden, unexpected, and surely full of regret in his last moments.
Klaus stood over the fallen body, breathing heavily. The steel pipe fell from his numb fingers with a clang. The weight of killing someone just settled in his mind, cold and heavy.
He had killed someone for the first time. But this time, it was different. This time, it was a man, a cold-blooded killer. His hands shook, not from fear now, but from the fight, the adrenaline slowly left his body.
He had faced death and against all odds he had won. He sat back against the slimy sewage wall, trying to understand everything, the smell of blood and sewage strong in his nose.
After a few minutes, his mind cleared. He had to move. He had to clean up. With a new sense of purpose, he forced himself to his feet and carefully went to the body.
He needed to search it to make sure no proof was left behind. His bare skin of the hands felt through the masked man’s ripped clothes. He found a small, plain ring on his finger, a storage ring, he recognized. It was a rare and valuable item so he took it off. Then, tucked into an inner pocket, he found an identity card.
He pulled it out, squinting in the dark, It wasn’t a Hunter’s Association ID, as he might have expected, but Instead, it had strange symbols and words: "Demon’s Apostle Clan" and a strange, horned figure symbol.
"So, the rumors were true about the demon worshipers, I had heard about earlier"
he quickly pulled out his phone and searched for them and to his surprise they were all around the news famous for their notorious deeds.
They weren’t just a cult, they were an organized group of demon worshipers, with ranks and missions. This discovery sent another shock of fear through him. He had just killed a member of a powerful, dangerous group.
Fearing that the card might have hidden trackers or magic marks, Klaus quickly decided. He couldn’t risk it. With a grimace, he threw the identity card into the flowing sewage water, watching it vanish into the murky depths. The storage ring, however, he kept. It was too valuable to throw away.