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"Hey! On your left!"
Revving up a red-hot swing of his blade, the devil hunter launches past the woman and nails his target: A straggling white demon with dead eyes. The thing looked like it crawled out of the asscrack of hell, Nero snorted in thought as he pivots and pulls out Blue Rose.
"You fuck right off back to Hell, this is MY turf."
BANG-!
With a single blow, the demon collapses into a puddle of black glop and goo. Serves it right for trying to fuck around and find out.
Holstering his weapons, Nero looks behind him at the woman he had brushed past a moment ago. Looking at her for a moment more before nodding.
"These things keep popping up more and more like it's some sort of Mardi Gras party here. Anyway, are you good? Hey..." He reaches forward and waves a hand (his robotic-looking one) in front of her.
"Come on, it's not safe out here during this time of year. Weather gets hot, demons start spawning out of nowhere, and worse yet. They're nesting here, and when they're nesting- things get real ugly."
Who knows why, or for what, but he wasn't getting paid to stand around and wonder about it.













