"Look kid! You're name isn't Kiba! Or whatever the fuck! It's Inoske!" [If you still do kiba also HI long hiatus I missed yOu!]
The demon's fangs were on full display, a snarl curling his lips above them while a low growl resonated from his throat. Anyone with a shred of survival instinct would have run away from that sight, with the fresh corpse at his feet and the blood trickling from his mouth, but this guy clearly wasn't getting the message.
"Hah?! What the fuck are you talking about, you shit for brains? I know who I am! That name was given to me by the Lord, and if you're gonna insult it, I'll make you pay a thousand times! I'll rip your ribs out one by one and feast on your organs!"
No, that wouldn't be enough. Perhaps he would crush the organs and watch them reform, over and over. Kiba could tell that this was no human, yet something felt off about the guy. Like he wasn't exactly a demon, either.
"You're already dead, old fart. You're gonna regret even speaking to me!"
And so he went right for the jugual, sharp claws aiming to tear the vocal cords right out of the man's throat.













