Across from him, Chuck snorted. "What the hell does it matter to you whether I stay or go?"
He swept out a hand, and the bodyguards behind him drew matching machetes.
The blades gleamed coldly beneath the gas lamps.
Capitalists needed order. A group hacking at one another with knives was a very different matter from a group shooting at one another.
So even now, both sides observed the same unspoken limit.
With a chorus of wild cries, the two groups charged.
The dull clash of blades against clubs, the thuds of flesh tearing, and cries of pain and curses echoed through the cold winter night...
While the fighting raged here,
From the Shadow elsewhere, six or seven beings, light as sinister gusts, quickly reached the roof of Evan's apartment.
The instant they landed...
several bottles flew up and burst.
Aaaah!
The figures that had moved so lightly moments ago burst into flames.
The fire glowed gold, like sunlight.
As the Bloodthirsty Species fell to the ground and crumbled into ash, a pair of Golden Slit Pupils appeared in the darkness.
David, black veins showing on his cheeks, chewed areca nut and grinned.
"How do you like the present Daddy prepared for you, bloodsuckers!?"
"Damn, working for capitalists feels good!"
Demon Hunters at their level normally lacked the means and resources to obtain this much Solar Holy Water.
Even if they got hold of some, they could hardly bear to use it as bombs.
But David was having the time of his life.
Vic had just told them that every expense incurred in this battle would be reimbursed.
The three of them had been carefully calculating how to divide their few bottles of Solar Holy Water. Now they immediately thought of an idea they had never had the chance to