Devil Seir V

''I had no future if I stayed with you both. If you won't let me leave, then I will crush you both to make my way out of this hell.'' Nicholas seemed to recoil from his own body's violent movements as his arm raised his huge knife. The boar on his shoulder moved his head furiously, trying to free itself from his skin to no avail.

''Believe me, if dying here would fix everything, I wouldn't complain. All of this is so tiring.'' Abram breathed slowly before he ran forward. As terrifying as his friend's body had become, most of it remained human. He would bet that his throat could still be cut. The beast on Nicholas's arm groaned as his yellow eyes were set on his prey. When it truly wished it, the demonic arm suddenly moved with great speed and precision. Abram knew he couldn't get any closer and moved to the side, as a veil of fog crashed against Nicholas.

''You just keep running!'' His huge arm swung his butcher knife, his reach so massive that he still managed to land his strike. The knife crashed against the butcher knife, but the difference in strength was overwhelming. Abram felt his arm break under the pressure as he was thrown again at one of the tables at the dinner. The demonic beast roared and Nicholas swung down his knife towards his head.

A skeletal hand appeared from within the fog to stop the knife. It was a massive arm that had taken shape from the fog itself.

''I can see it, haha, so that's the damn demon who was always behind you, that frail trash! " The black claws swiped the knife away, throwing it into the darkness, but the colossal fist slammed down, dispersing it like mist with the eerie sound of a woman crying in pain.

Abram threw himself to the floor away from the table and moved his knife to his other hand with one of his arms already broken. He had no other choice anymore.

''Abram, would you disappear just like that or do you refuse to die?'' The mist behind him took the shape of the tall skinless woman, the fog shaping a veil and a white wedding dress around her.

''Even if I forget, as long as someone needs my help, that will have to be enough. Give me an opening, you bloody skeleton, and I'll finish it! "

''How lovely, go then, but there is no going back, my sweet Abram.'' Nicholas's furious expression was set on him amidst the fog, and he rushed only with his massive arm as he first reached. The ghostly woman embraced Abraham in her long arms, and the mist surrounded him.

The massive fist of Nicholas broke through his shape with enough force to dispel the fog around him, but there were no traces left of him there. Both Nicholas and his devil were acting enraged by the second as they swung their massive arms, thrashing the dinner and everything around them, but Nicholas stopped his rampage when blood suddenly split from his mouth.

"I'm sorry; even if we managed to escape the slavers, it seems that I've already doomed us all..."I'm so sorry...but I guess neither of us was going to live long in this city.''Abram had reappeared just as suddenly as he had vanished, He was now standing with his knife piercing Nicholas's heart, Abram was looking down, letting Nicholas only see his cap. He pushed his knife forward as he closed his eyes in tears.

''I want to live...'' His eyes grew dim as he fell down. Abraham dropped his knife as he slowly backed away. The mist around his feet disappeared.

He heard the sound of a beast groaning and moaning and suddenly the corpse of Nicholas moved, his arm raised forward as the demon on his shoulder stared at Abram with an absolute burning hatred. The arm moved to carry the lifeless body of Nicholas by itself as it lunged forward with the strength of his arm alone. The demon threw his weight against Abram and crashed into the wall of the dinner with the sound of bones snapping.

The beast made the arm crawl forward toward him, but there was the sound of a window breaking above them, Abraham was losing conciseness, but amidst the broken glass, a figure jumped into the dinner and stopped the raging board by swinging a blade into the hand and releasing a blood spread.

''Hehe, that's enough you two. This fight has already ended, so it is time to clean up! " It was the woman in the black suit. Her voice was different in tone, but the blond hair falling on her back was enough for Abram to recognize her, even in his confusion.

''Killing him won't put an end to that devil. That is up to us, so lay low for a minute there." Her voice returned to the aggressive tone she used before. She lowered her blade and raised a gun.

The boar stared at her as the arm, that had lost its fingers tried to throw itself at her on one last desperate foot.

'Devil Seir, wonder no more.''The woman in the black suit pulled the trigger and the demon erupted in blue flames with the sound of a familiar gunshot.

''If you were going to back me up, you took too long...''Abram felt so much pain, he had to wonder if it was the influence of the devil that still kept him alive. The woman turned around and smiled in pure happiness as she looked down at him. Her eyes were glowing with a bright red color.

''And fight two devils, no thank you very much.'' She brandished a black sword and pointed it straight at his neck.

''I came here to hunt the forgotten bride. The Devil Seir was a nice extra thought, but as you are now, you can't fight me anymore, can you? Before Abram could react, she stepped on his hand violently and pinned him against the floor with the blade to his neck. With her other hand, she pointed her gun at the spectral head of the demon that was taking shape on the go, but it was a weak and translucid sight now.

''What are you doing Aurora? Why are you stopping me from killing him? The lady there will get back in shape at this rate." The red right eye of the woman looked around on its own. It was a concerning sight. She closed her right eye and her expression changed from a happy grin to a more somber look.

''I have an offer for you. We are devil hunters, and we were sent for both of you. Nothing personal, but seeing as you managed to take down Seir on your own, it may be a waste... I give you a proposition: if you work for us, we won't kill that devil and you. " Her voice changed to that arrogant and familiar tone, as she opened her eyes again, this time with her iris back to green. He could tell there had to be a devil in her.

''Devil hunters?...demons can't be killed...even I know that much.''

''Tel that to the demon there, she nodded back, where the blue flames had left no trace of Nicholas body or that which existed inside it.

''I don't care if you shot me, but please, there is a woman here that needs a medic. Get her somewhere safe and I will do anything you want.''

''Oh, she is still alive. That is strange. Guess this demon was way too eager to come here. You get what you pay for, I suppose." She smiled with a girlish tone as she stepped back. Her eyes stared vacantly above her as she took her foot from his hand.

''I'll help you take her to our base. You both will be safe there. It is the safest place in this city if I say so myself.'' Abram finds the very notion of that to be nonsense, but he had no choice, even if it ended with their death.

''If there is a chance to live another day, we will take it.'' He stood up, still holding his ribs, but even with the pain, he walked towards the woman on the counter. Aurora stared at him in silence without moving as she kicked the broken glass.

When Abram reached her, it seemed she had simply had her blood drained. There was no serious wound on her body. As he prepared to raise her from the table, with his strength returning, she seemed to finally open her eyes.

''Who are you? Where am I? " Abram swallowed as he felt a part of him left him with those words, but with his strength, he began to raise her with care.

''It doesn't matter anymore, I'll take you somewhere better, I promise.''

Devil Seir terminated.