Fighting the undead (11)

All of us stood there around the demon with awkward looks on our faces, but the biggest one was the one on my face.

The only sound that could be heard came from the blood that was dripping down the tip of The Penetrator.

After a long period of silence, I gave a cough to calm myself down before saying, "Are you going to talk now?"

It was too late to back down now…

Even if I was shocked by what had happened, I couldn't appear weak and I had to act like I was still in charge…even though I really was about to die from the embarrassment of this situation.

This was not an accomplishment that I wanted on my resume…

The demon wasn't in his right mind when I said this. He was just laying there in a daze, as if he was still out of it because of what had happened.

Seeing this, I couldn't help feeling more and more embarrassed as I remembered what had happened.