Chapter 33
The beast was restless again, a buzzing sensation that vibrated under its skin. The food in its belly was merely a stopgap, only temporarily satisfying. The beast's taste buds lusted for human flesh. Human blood. Soft flesh to sink its fangs into. Warm red blood to drink.
Tonight it sensed a greater danger than usual. Other animals roamed in the area, feral animals that could be competition for its prey. Or maybe try to attack the devil. If the beast could laugh it would. They were no match for its skills and strength.
It rose from its resting place and paced back and forth. There was human danger tonight, too, but the cycle must be completed. Then the devil beast could rest for a long time, seek new hunting grounds.
Pacing, pacing, pacing, its nose pointed in the direction of its prey.
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