Demon city
He stood on a ridge over looking a city its citizens going about their lives the same as the citizens of any other town would. He could sense them, feel what they were, all of them, non of them were really humans, all were monsters, demons in human skin. He walked down the slope to the town, his mission waited.
He stepped into the town his final boot strike bringing all eyes to him. "I have come for a mission can someone take me to where the mayor is?" he asked grinning at his own joke. The citizens stared at him. Then two attacked their bodies contorting, growing, changing into the bodies of Yoma. He drew the sword from his back, slicing through the first Yoma letting the two halves of the body fall to each side. He impaled the second yoma on the point of his blade using the creatures own momentum to run the creature up to the hilt of the giant sword. He pulled the blade out letting the blood drip from the tip.
"So would the rest of you like to join, perhaps you could take me down with shear numbers and all." He said waving his hand carelessly and grinning.
More of the yoma shed their human forms revealing their true hideous bodies. He disappeared, reappearing behind the closest yoma and slicing it in half from right hip to left shoulder. He disappeared again as two yoma lunged at him from both sides, both fell to the ground missing their heads. The yoma he appeared behind lost its head as well.
He cut to the right ripping through the yoma charging him and moving past its body. He stopped in front of the next one bringing his sword up slicing through it length wise, as his sword came parallel with his back a yoma running full tilt severed its arm instead of landing a fatal blow. As it howled in pain the claymore pivoted on his foot bringing his claymore through its head.
Another yoma came at him from behind. The claymore jumped, flipping over the yoma's head slicing though it as he did so leaving the yoma to topple to the ground with its halved head. As he landed he brought his claymore down through another yoma letting the halves fall to each side. The other yoma scattered into the buildings.
The claymore straightened and grinned. "Well now isn't this irksome." he said sarcastically. He walked over to the nearest building and ran his hand over the stone wall. The hand holding his claymore came up and then down cutting through a major portion of the wall and support causing the building so collapse crushing all the yoma inside. Yoma from the buildings around leapt out of their hiding places to charge him once again.
"It's amazing how stupid they are." he said to himself.
He cut the head off the first yoma to hit the ground. The second to hit the ground ran into the point of his sword sliding halfway up the blade leaving strands of blood on the blade behind it. He pulled the blade out whipping it through the chest of another yoma. Each move he made cut through another of the monsters. Despite the speed he cut them down more came from alleys and streets pressing in closer to him. He glared "So many of you… its starting to piss me off…"
"You get carried away rather easily don't you." that was the thin man dressed in black.
"Does it matter I got all the yoma. Everything else was all in the way." he replied.
The man in black glanced over his shoulder. "So I can see. Your next job is two days walk from here." He walked off leaving the claymore to his thoughts.
The claymore looked over the crest of the hill and looked again at the city. Ruble was strewn everywhere. Buildings had been leveled their supports laying in splinters on the ruined cobblestones. Through the many gashes in the street ran dark blood oozing from the remains of the yoma in habiting the town. It had been leveled in a fit of violence torn apart seemingly by a wrathful god. Thin trails of smoke drifted from the ruins the flames that sheltered the villagers form the winter cold would turn the town into a black stain on the countryside.
The claymore turned and walked along the road. "So many times… well its not my fault its so much fun." he sighs and looks up into the sky. "well as long as there are lots of things to kill I'll manage I suppose." his laughter rang alone over the country side.