Slaughtering of an Imp Camp
Cy smiled as we all split up, immediately knowing the gist of our plan.
As I rounded through the forest, I heard the slight rustle of activity from our targets within their advanced walls.
They cackled and cried out as if cheering for some kind of victory, but as I hopped onto the wall and quickly infiltrated one of the watch towers, they immediately felt something was off.
"Huh… Imps are weaker than I thought," I smiled lightly before hopping out and unsheathing the spear from behind my back.
It was a pretty normal one given to me by Beezlebub, and as I spun it around to deflect a flurry of arrows, my bloodlust began to form around my body, spreading out a like a web that caught all of my targets.
In the distance, I saw an explosion of green flames that folded into itself, seemingly forcing itself to explode again and again repeatedly until it could no longer light itself.