"Hehehe~~" Nahemah's giggle was ominous, she didn't feel like she was going to lose even though they were at 6. Oops, 5.
"Oh, what is that horrible smell? Huh? Is it fear? Hehe ~ Didn't you come to kill me, why are you afraid?" Nahemah can smell people's fear, what she said was not simply to intimidate the enemy.
" W-Who 's scared, bitch. Die!" Offended, one of them ran towards her.
"Idiot, that's what she wants!" Another shouted, but it was too late.
Nahemah spun upside down and two daggers appeared in her hands and, whirling, she slashed the man's head several times leaving his head severed.
Spinning and gliding with her wing, the sinister smile never left Nahemah's face. She was, after all, a demon. She has kindness, yes, but if it's about killing, she was an expert. It was in her blood and, she liked the feeling.
"Surround her, don't let her attack!" The leader shouted.