Chapter 37 New Version

37 New Version

"Dad, stay here," Anna said suddenly, standing up from the ground.

Her gaze sharpened as she sensed the approach of three individuals. The distinct scent of their blood made it easy for her to figure out their identities; they were certainly no ordinary humans.

They had the same scent as the old man she had killed before, but theirs was noticeably weaker in comparison.

George could see the seriousness etched on his daughter's face. He felt the urge to reason with her, to just leave Reign behind , but he knew that she wouldn't listen to his words.

He knew all too well how deeply in love she was, to the extent that it bordered on mental disorder. "Can you handle it?" He asked with a worried tone. Anna turned toward him, wearing a confident smile.

"They're easy prey," she replied before utilizing her improved control of blood to increase her speed towards the depths of the forest, ready to confront the enemy head-on.

For years, she had lived cautiously, avoiding the spotlight, knowing that too much attention often led to trouble. However, the presence of Reign shattered her logical reasoning, and now all she could focus on was protecting him.

It was somewhat amusing to consider that she fell in love with a monster simply because he smelled good to her. But, for Anna, he had already become an irreplaceable presence in her heart. 'I won't let anyone hurt him,' she vowed .

"Let's go!" Jake bent his knee, and on cue, he unleashed his breathing technique to increase his speed.

This was followed by the other two as they leaped from one tree to another to directly confront the demon. Since it was just a lower rank, they didn't have to worry about it setting up some kind of trap, as lower-rank demons were typically not very cunning. However— "Jake on your right !" Cycle cried out. She saw something in her vision , in one of the trees something shot out like a projectile .

"I got it," Jake said after hearing her, immediately concentrating on his surroundings to prepare for an incoming attack.

"Hawk Breathing Technique, Whirlwind !" he roared, and mid-air, he rotated his body together with his sword to create a wave of wind to block the attack.

The projectile hit the wind and scattered into pieces, but before Jake could have a breather, another shout erupted from behind him. "Don't stop, it's everywhere!" Cyle cried out in distress, and what followed was a barrage of projectiles bombarding the group from all directions. They were forced to land on the ground to gain some footing and relied on their sword techniques to slash out and hold on. "What the fuck, Cyle! You said we were dealing with a Lower Rank Demon!" Jake berated, struggling to control his breathing to conserve energy. If they had known the demon was this powerful, they would never have chosen to confront it directly.

"I..." Cyle stuttered, feeling responsible for their predicament. However, she was genuinely confused because she hadn't observed any fluctuations before.

"Stop blaming her and focus," James interjected. He, too, was dealing with the projectiles, but unlike the other two, he found it much easier to stop the projectiles.

He swiftly swung his sword, deflecting the incoming projectiles with precision. His movements were efficient, ensuring each attack was redirected away from himself and his companions. Amidst the chaos, James remained composed, relying on his training to defend against the onslaught. In the distance.

'Oh, they're better than I thought,' Anna pondered to herself as she watched everything.