ย ย ย A self satisfied smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as Law watches the demon get knocked onto its back. Guns lower, the barrel of one still smoking. It looked like that bullet hit it right between the eyes. The demon should be dead but Law isnโt going to put his guns away just yet. It could still be alive. Some of these things are harder to kill than others. Makes his job a bit of a pain in the ass. Golden eyes flit away from the demon to focus on the woman, who he begrudgingly notes didnโt run when he told her to.
ย ย He strides close to the demon, moving closer to her and positioning himself between the woman and the seemingly dead monster. He notes a couple things about her. The way she is holding her arm, suggesting she is injured. Her lack of screaming at the sight of this monster, telling him this isnโt the first demon sheโs seen. And the brave but cautious steps she takes towards the unmoving body. Heโs not sure what that tells him but she is becoming all the more interesting.
ย ย โJust about to make sure it is,โ Law says, both pistols getting deposited into the holster hidden within his robes. Hands move to the long crimson cored strapped across his chest. His large nodachi hangs across his back, the hunter deciding this kind of hunting is perfect for keeping the demonic sword well fed. He unties Kikoku from his back, taking a hold of her hilt and sheath to pull her free. He feels her shudder in anticipation, already longing to devour something.
ย ย As he works his eyes focus on the demon, the priest not wishing to miss any motion. He moves closer, dropping Kikokuโs cross adorned sheath onto the asphalt beside him. Law raises the sword as he comes up beside the monster, raising it to stab down into the demonโs chest. Then grotesque yellow eyes snap open, itโs drooling maw opening in a wicked below. Law steps back. The demon rolls over, one great claw looming over him as the beast shifts its bulk much faster than itโs body should allow.
ย ย The hand slams into Law, pushing him back and smashing him into the ground. Claws dig into the asphalt, cracking the road as the monster pins Law beneath its meaty hand and locking his arms against his chest. The air is pushed from Lawโs lungs, the priest gasping. Teeth then bear in a snarl, defiance in his eyes as he strains against this. Again the demon roars, spit spraying from its mouth, but this time there is a hint of pain beneath the anger.
ย ย โItโs alive,โ Law hisses, he rolls his head back to look at Nami. A grunt and he seems to push at something between the demonโs hand and his body. The hilt of his sword. Kikoku has buried itโs blade in the meat of his preyโs palm and up into its arm. Already she feeds on the monsterโs blood. โYou really should run now.โ
The tainted stink of the demon's life force still permeated the street like a thick gas, allowing her the knowledge of knowing that it wasn't dead quite yet, but she couldn't let that be known. Nami had to force herself not to wrinkle her nose in disgust in case the hunter was watching her movements at the same time as the monster before them. She gritted her teeth, fingers curling further in the fabric of her coat as she carefully watched the hunter approach.
His presence, something she was still completely unsure of, clogged up her senses, making her head fuzzy. Having the two opposing forces clashing around her was disorienting. Nami didn't even realize the demon had moved until it was already pinning the hunter down. Either it really happened to be that fastโsomething she highly doubtedโor she was so caught up in her head that she completely missed the movement.
Damn this stupid hunter for being such a distracting anomaly to her. If it weren't for him, she'd have been able to possibly lure the demon into an alleyway somewhere, where she could easily dispose of it without problem. But now that plan of action was impossible left she want to deal with him too.
Cursing, the words drowned out by the angry, pain laced roar of the demon, instead of listening to the hunter's demand of her running she ran forward. Eyes zeroed in on the sheath he must've tossed aside while she was distracted, and without a second thought Nami dived for it. She ignored the scream of protest from her shoulders, dainty fingers curling around the decorated sheath, and once she had a firm grasp on it she got into a crouch and backed away a few steps so she wasn't in range of the demon's other arm.
It seemed more interested in the man it had pinned to the pavement anyway, which made sense considering he was human. A much easier target than she herself in its eyes. Nami flicked her attention to the hunter for a split second, eyes narrowing as she twisted the sheath in her grip so the bottom faced upward.
This was going to go one of two ways, and she really hoped it'd be the one in her favor. Distract it enough for the hunter to get free. Why she was even helping him in the first place, Nami had no clue, but she felt compelled to for whatever reason. It felt similar to the last time they met, when she followed after him into that carpark.
When the demon leaned forward, seeming intent on tearing the hunter's head clean off his shoulders, drool dribbling from its teeth and onto his face, Nami charged. She aimed precisely at its eye, jamming the sheath as hard as she could into the eye socket. Soft tissue easily gave way with the blunt force, blood and other viscous fluids oozing out around where her weapon got lodged. Disgusting, sure, but not the worst thing she'd ever seen.
It screeched, a high pitched sound that grated against Nami's ears and she flinched back, gaze watching the beast shake its head to try and dislodge the sheath from its skull. All the while it never released its grip on the hunter, claws more than likely embedded too far into the concrete to easily be removed.
โ You better kill it this time!! โ Nami yelled over the bellowing, no room for argument in her tone.
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