Hell's Three Demons

The church's heavy wooden doors slammed shut behind them, sealing away the survivors' fragile sense of safety and hope for the moment.

Outside, the roars and pounding grew louder and more frenzied.

It was as though all the malice in the town had gathered there, eager to tear apart the two living souls who dared step into the darkness.

Scarlet Chaos Magic burned around Wanda like flames, making her look like a goddess of vengeance descended into the night.

2B followed close behind, energy rippling along the Virtuous Contract. Her cold eyes scanned their surroundings, analyzing energy flows and potential threats.

"Stay close," Wanda said, calm and resolute. "These lesser Evil Spirits aren't a threat, but the closer we get to the source, the more interesting things may become."

She raised her hands slightly. No elaborate incantation was needed. At a thought, a vast surge of Chaos Magic crushed forward like an invisible giant hand!

Hiss!

Like a red-hot iron pressed into ice, the hundreds of hideous Evil Spirits blocking their path did not even manage a full scream.

The instant the scarlet energy touched them, they shrieked and evaporated. Even the thick black fog was forced apart, leaving a clear path.

The possessed residents were pushed aside by a gentle but irresistible force and pinned in place, unable to move for the moment.

The two shot toward the southeast of town like arrows.

Wanda led the way. Her Chaos Magic swept aside everything in its path, and any Evil Spirit that dared block her evaporated like dew in sunlight.

2B guarded their flanks and rear, her speed and precision pushed to their limits. When she swung the Virtuous Contract, it was not to kill spirits.

Instead, she precisely severed the possessed residents' Achilles tendons or knocked them unconscious with