The smell of sweat, blood and spilled innards filled the entire place.
Levi's blood red eyes stood over the fallen bandit leader. His eight arms were still spread wide open with blood dripping from his claws.
As he stood there, there was a maniacal smile in his face that made him look like a demon.
The bandits who had been battling Marcus and the others had stopped with horrified expressions on their faces.
Some stared with wide eyes at the impossible sight before them, the smart one's immediately backed away and when they reached. Comfortable distance they turned and ran away in fear.
But how could Levi let them leave? Especially since the fact that the bloodlust had almost taken over!
One of the bandits, a very muscular man suddenly roared. "He killed the boss! Kill him! He's already on his last leg, let's attack toget—"
He wasn't able to finish his sentence when Levi appeared before him like a ghost.
