Lucien retreated as far to the corner as possible. Away from the demon's claws. But he was unsuccessful. The huge claws came from the rear again and mercilessly struck Lucien's arm. It tore Lucien's clothes, skin and flesh. It drew three deep scratches, almost revealing the bones in his arm.

"Ahhh!" He bit his other wrist hard. Trying to stop himself from crying out in pain. The children are still in the basement! He must not alert them. He coldly glare at the demon. The sharp laugh of the demon echoed in the whole church.

Lucien coughed up blood and the demon is watching him excitedly, almost greedily, giggling high pitch sound.

The fuck!

He came here to investigate not to be tortured by this barbaric ugly demon! And those nasty shrill laugh, does he expect me to kneel meekly as he tore me limb from limb?! Aren't you a demon?

You're supposed to act villainous and evil, not this lousy bullying of the weak act. How disgusting! I'm disappointed in you!

Lucien staggered to stand up. The hand that held the whip is trembling.

"You fucking bastard!"

That two horned demon I saw in the forest is much demon like than you. You fake! Liar! Copy paste sucker! Plastic fake monster!

Lucien is so angry and disappointed his fear momentarily disappeared. He raised the whip and lash it towards the demon. Lucien can't understand how he found the strength to swing it.

The whip seems to have a mind on its own. It flog the demon three times. The scream that erupted from the demon's mouth is three times louder than Lucien. Lucien did not waste time and shove himself out.

Each move made him wince in pain. Lucien ran in the corridor like a mad man.

"You bad child!" The demon's voice erupted in the room. Lucien did not look back. He took the towel hanging in the bathroom and wrap it around his bleeding arm.

He was looking deathly pale by the second.

The pain is supposed to make him lose consciousness. It didn't. Instead, it made his mind clearer. If he wasn't careful, he could lose an entire leg next.

Lucien cannot risk that.

Lucien must survived.

He must lived the rest of his days watching the protagonist fulfill his destiny.

He must live.

He must come back. There are still many anime he need to watch. He was still looking forward for the next releasing season of Slaying the Demons.

He can't wait to boast to any retard that he met the protagonist. He was a cute sweet child.

Always sticking close to him like a lizard. He was treated like a nanny. And Lucien doesn't mind. As long as he get to be under the protection of the protagonist' halo.

All's well that ends well.

Lucien manage to take all the kitchen knife in the kitchen and hid behind the bathroom. The chocolate that he manage to steal when he was escaping earlier is squashed in his trembling hands.

He stole it not when he was struck. Who in the right mind have the luxury to steal at that crisis?

He stole it when he was being fed by the chocolate. Always repeating that I am a good child mantra like an obsessed fucker.

"Bad child!" The demon's monstrous thunderous steps almost shook the whole church. The demon is so angry his already ugly features became even more nasty. His less obvious human features are bent out of shape.

Its like he was a walking twisted bones and joints zombie. His mouth are bloody and keep producing yellow rotten liquid.

"Bad child! Where are you?!" The demon has his hand on his injured torso. It definitely wasn't Lucien's imagination. The demon look more ghastly and extremely bony than he was before.

At least he has some meat on his body earlier, yet now, he's completely nothing.

He was reduced to bones.

Lucien can't believe the sight he was seeing. What's with this sudden transformation? Was it the effect of this whip?

Lucin continued to hid in the bathroom with the pungent smell of the nun's body.

"Please let those kids escape from here. Please let those kids escape from here." Lucien repeated like a mantra in his head.

He was hoping against hope that the demon will fall into his trap and the children can get out of this house safely.

The effect was that even though the mantra did not help anyone. It did help Lucien to calm down and think rationally.

When the demon passed the bathroom corridor, Lucien quickly flipped the broken door and revealed the knives he stabbed into the door to impale the demon.

He had the advantage of night. So the handles on the other side are invisible to the demon's eyes. Lucien considered if the blade is facing outward it would be a successful surprise attack but he can't risk letting the demon see the shin of blades in the moonlight.

There's a lot of risk if the blade is facing in front rather than the handles facing up front.

The attack was successful. The already emacerated demon was stabbed in multiple places. Lucien was too delve in the momentum. He doesn't want to bypass this opportunity. If he can't kill him now, then when?

With that in mind, Lucien cast out the whip in his hand and repeatedly lash on the demon. To hear the demon screaming, he can almost hear Tina's screams in his head. To see the demon pleading for mercy he can see Tina's large fearful eyes.

Asking for his name. Asking for his help. He failed her. How could he let this thing get out of here alive?

The demon was greatly reduced into powerlessness at his whip. Until the once scary emicerated demon was reduced into a heap of skin and bones.

No blood.

Lucien frowned.

In the Slaying the Demons, there should be blood flowing out whenever demons are wounded there should be no -

At this thought, he completely stopped thinking. A crazy idea went into his head but he doesn't want to accept it, even dwell on it.