The Feral Demons, An Irreversible Curse of a Failed Demonification

Day 148 - 11:31 PM - Ricefield, District II, Municipality of San Miguel, Catanduanes

PANG! CLANG!

Bone-like and metallic sounds echoed as Mark parried another two children that tried to attack from behind him.

Mark observed the movements of the Feral Demon Children. It appeared that their hunting pattern relied on attacking the prey from behind while others did the distraction.

And to say, Mark agreed that it was quite an effective hunting method.

Furthermore, these children seemed to have numbers along with their speed and movement abilities.

It would be hard to fend off these children, even if it was a group of armed people. Not to mention, this was the hunting ground of these children. From the soft mud to the tall grass, they could use it to their advantage.

CLANG! CLANG!

Mark received another two attacks, which he parried.

"These guys are quick to adapt."

Mark murmured.