The Last Demons

"He only lasted thirty minutes, eh? That's disappointing." Edward muttered as he looked at the ashen Beast King.

His body was already fading with the wind—nothing more than burnt ash.

"I suppose I'm done here. The others should be done by now too." He smiled, unsheathing his blade. While the revenge he enacted wasn't for himself, Edward still felt good about it.

His white hair turned back to its normal colour and his eyes also reverted. He shut them and smiled, allowing himself a brief moment of peace and silence amidst the raging battlefield.

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[Moments Earlier]

"Bitch, surrender now and I'll consider sparing you. I haven't done 'it' with a fellow Demon in so long now. Become mine and I'll spare your life."