“You think these creatures that fill children’s nightmares, those hiding in the dark can save you,” the man questioned. This time he wasn’t smiling but looking at Demetri with impatience. “These creatures of your underworld cannot help you; they are a disgrace, a wasted speck of demon blood not worthy to be let past the doors of hell,” the man shouted with a disgusted, angry voice, his lips pursed in a snarl.
“I can wipe these creatures out with just a whisper if I cared,” sneered the man as if taunting the creatures still hiding in the dark.
Right on cue with the man’s insults, Demetri began seeing glowing eyes lighting up in the darkness. The taunting worked because Demetri heard rustling in the brushes.
“I can wipe these creatures out with just a whisper if I cared,” sneered the man as if taunting the creatures still hiding in the dark.
Right on cue with the man’s insults, Demetri began seeing glowing eyes lighting up in the darkness. The taunting worked because Demetri heard rustling in the brushes.