Demiurge - Demons 3

As they stood with their spears, ready to thrust, the hounds opened their mouths—so wide their jaws appeared to detach. The red in the back of their throats wasn’t just the color of their oral cavities.

All at once, the crimson flames licked the barricade. The guards’ entire field of vision turned red as if the whole barricade had burst into flames.

It was an intense degree of firepower but too short to completely burn up the barricade. The same could not be said of the guards who’d been standing by behind it.

Screams. Some had charred their eyes while others had inhaled the flames, burning both their esophagus and lungs. They fell to the ground. The only ones who survived were the ones who’d been on the edges; all the guards in center positions had taken direct hits and breathed their last.

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Volume 6, Chapter 11.2