Chapter 32.A Demon MILF!
"I thought I smelled my dinner here. And I was right," the female demon said, licking her lips.
I swallowed dryly. She was taller than me with a lean and athletic body. Her horns were black and curved like those of that dark fairy from the movie Maleficent. Her crimson hair cascaded down to her shoulders. Her lips, coated in glossy black lipstick, contrasted with the light freckles dusting her nose—adding to the eerie beauty that made her all the more beautiful and dangerous at the same time.
But her voice was deep. Too deep for her beauty. It sent a chill down my spine.
"A human, huh? How unusual," she mused, her eyes glinting with amusement. "To think I'd be feasting on a human tonight. A gift straight from the devil himself."
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't afraid. Demons had this suffocating miasma around them, and worse, her voice, her predatory gaze, and her words made her even more intimidating, but I held my ground.
"Stay back, demon!" I warned, grabbing what I thought was a black stone from the ground.
Until it moved in my hand.
Startled, I glanced down at it, only to see it opening a grotesque mouth slowly on its surface. It twitched, then lunged at me. Gasping, I flung it away.
"The hell was that?!" I exclaimed.
The demon cackled. "Stupid human. Don't let other monsters eat you before I do. I found you first, after all."
I clenched my teeth. I had no PP left to use magic. My body was battered and aching from the wounds I had sustained.