It has been a wonderful day so far!
Albeit they made a lot of noise (an assault to his eardrums, had to rip their throats along with their vocal cords so they stop screaming such annoyances), demons here are different from what he has seen back in the Junkyard or ”Nirvana”, and he would have opted for chasing humans instead of demons — sadly, normal humans lack of the necessary magnetite and nutrients he needs to keep his sanity stable. But to be honest, they have a bit of that within them, but not enough to satisfy his needs, so he leaves them alone for the time being, unless he is really hungry.
These demons’ meat is weird, way too bland — but there’s nothing left around, and Agni’s too lazy to prey other weaklings, so for now this will suffice, or at least he hopes so, though he wouldn’t mind to keep the brutality going, he needs to train somehow — and why not, killing two birds with one shot is enjoyable, he can devour them, too. This deprived thoughts passes through his mind everytime he’s eating, so he can clear his mind of other things that aren’t entirely related to hunting (meal’s taste, namely).
When he reaches the bones, he crushes them, chewing as if it were bubble gum, it’s his favorite part, because they are hard to swallow, spends minutes chewing and chewing until he swallows the now weird-looking white mess. After the meal, he finds himself full, it was pleasing to eat new, fresh meat. He just needs to adapt to the new flavors, which is an easy task to a legionary savage survivor like him.
He takes a few steps back and reverts to his human form, wipes some blood mess out of his mouth and cleans some crimson liquid with the interior of his cape, so people don’t look at him with those judging, fearful gazes.
He wanders through alleys, way better than dealing with the congestion in the main streets, sometimes he sees the weirdest things here (murders, thievery, what have you), and he sometimes, out of boredom, helps the victims, because most of the time they are weak, and it’s not much of a fair fight.
His neutral gaze darts on a certain thing, a demon he has seen before, Jack Frost, along with a kid that seems like he was taken from a sci-fi show, but what bothers him the most if that Jack Frost, an ice demon, is near. He can deal with it in his human form, but he can’t deal his hindrances and shenanigans, truly annoying. The kid seems to be tense, and after a few seconds, they adopt a defensive stance — a raise of eyebrow is given.
He realizes, then — he feels this kid aura, he can smell the magnetite from the distance, and it seems that Jack Frost is on his side. He’s some kind of demon summoner or something? He wonders while he approaches this unknown guy, “ Playing hero, kid? Dunno if it’s courageous or completely stupid, but you shouldn’t be around here, there are weird things around that, who knows, might rip your limbs one by one if you underestimate them. ”
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