Enemies revealed  




Night had passed and turned into the light again.

And it was true: his strength had been about equal to that of a kitten's.


She had not let him too close, not even to warm her up.

They'd talked through most of the night.


"So, you're one of those demons without a particular job?" She asked him.
"I guess so."

He couldn't tell her that he did, in fact, have a job. It was a secret to everyone but those seeking protection.


"Sometimes I wished, I'd be free as well..."

She'd chosen this life, so she didn't really have much to complain. Most of her clan were born or forced into it. But it was a hard life. At least until she'd be assigned her own world to protect.


"Free?"

Technically he was, but living in hiding wasn't much of a life at all.

"I wish."
"What do you mean?"


"You don't know how it is when everyone you used to know wants you dead. Even your family."


"I guess I don't..."


She lowered her voice: "He's not really family, but I'm sure Kilbas wouldn't hesitate to kill me, given the chance."


All of a sudden, he was very alert: "Kilbas?"

The hunter Kilbas?

"You're a hunter?"


"H-How do you know about hunters?"

Normal demons weren't supposed to know. The lore was that there was only one in existence.


He stood up on shaky legs, the effort taking near everything he had.

How could she be, as only one Hunter was ever sent to one world. But there was no other explanation. She was a shapeshifter and spoke of Kilbas, the Guardian of this Earth.


He knew what he had to do: leave before she realized who he was.

"We won't meet again, Tanith."


"Wait..." she protested, but he was already staggering out of her tent.



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