Chapter 5
The she-demon was lying in a corner of the dungeon, cold, weak, and bloody. Her hair was sticking to her face because of the blood. Pain filled her body, especially in her shoulders, which was growing worse by the minute. Rats scurried by her, seeming to mock her. To her, everything was mocking her. Mocking her current weakness, her flee, her life. "Why?" she whispered softly so none could hear her. Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs of the dungeon. The demon child knew who it was, but she didn't care. She just wanted him to end it all. Kill her and end it all. But deep down inside she regretted death. "Why do I feel this way? My life was short and had no true experiences, and I'm constantly being tortured. So why?" she thought. The footsteps came closer, the demon child closing her eyes, not wanting to be burnt by the yellow glare that was the knight's eyes. Finally, the footsteps stopped by her. No one moved or spoke for a good five minutes. Then the she-demon spoke up and half stated, half yelled, "I told you before, I don't want to fight you!" Slight rage filled her voice.
"Child, I didn't come here for a fight." said a voice from behind her. It was the same comforting tone as the earlier incident.
"Why did you come here then?"
"I came to apologize for before. I knew all along that you currently too weak to fight, but sometimes one might want to fight anyway. Please forgive me."
"… it's alright. I should be the one apologizing for being a coward. I should've stayed."
"If you stayed, you would have been killed." The she-demon was confused by this comment. "Killed by that overweight doofus?" Shortly after that thought, the pain in her shoulders became even more unbearable. She winced in pain.
"What's wrong?" she heard the knight behind her say.
"M—my shoulders. They h—hurt." The she-demon could barely utter the words. "P—please take off my shoulder p—ads. P—please!" She didn't expect any help. Not really.
But help came. She felt her shoulder pads being taken off, relieving a bit of her pain, not all, but a small amount. "Why?" she asked. "Why do you care?"
"I care because I have been through this myself."
"Really?"
"Yes." The knight's voice was barely above a whisper. More footsteps were heard coming down the stairs. These footsteps were heavy, and they sounded like they were coming from two bodies. "Nova forsaken broadcast!" the knight cursed. He then directed his attention at the she- demon. "You need to use your invisibility power. "
"What'll happen to you?"
"I'll be fine. Hurry." The she-demon did as she was told.
Author's note: Ok I decided to cut this chapter short because I'm having a minor writer's block and it's like 11:40 in the evening. I promise to update more often. Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I'm out!