I landed from my teleportation at my squad’s house, up in the clouds to avoid detection along with a lot of magic wards. I walked inside, and found Leo laying on the coach.
“Give me a beer, Leo”
Leo entire entire presence and body reseanted a sharp and strong person. His body while strong had no visible signs of muscles. His eyes gleamed with a dark blue. His black hair went to just above his shoulder.
“Why should I do that” he said with a sharp glance towards me
“Well because you like me," A glance told me that was a no, "How about this, whoever killed the most demons, with the normal rules get's the other a beer.”
“Sigh, it’s not a contest you know. But fine I’ll play your game, but if I win I don’t want a beer, I want that nice little bit of fancy demon leather you got off that tier two boss today.”
“Dam, did our little coward mage tell you about that?” He only shrugged in response“Alright you have yourself a deal.” A quick thought appeared, anyone who uses ra’oxa is mage, meaning I'm a mage if I use my powers that use ra’oxa. But I dismissed the thought and counted the number of demons I killed.
As we revealed our numbers, a grunt echoed from me as I ripped my precious leather from my belt and handed it to him.
“Thank you” he said with a grin more devilish than any demon I killed. I made a vulgar gesture towards him, he simply laughed it off.
The door opened, and Galizure scrolled in. He was handsome in a way that ruined all but perfect males. His jaw line was set at a sharp angle. His neck and body having slight signs of muscles even with shirts on. But that was modest compared to the sheer power that resented form him. The demigod angel, that is what he was called. No god blood ran through his vain, there is only two creatures that still have that blood. No one in the human kingdoms have that blood, not even the god angel, Sabrael.
He glanced around the room, locked eyes with me and laughed slightly. “What did our little demon, lose to Leo again? I told you to stop making such foolish bets, and just for your laziness too.”
“He’s the only demon here”
“Oh? Who has demon blood in their veins?”
“Only for power you know, if anything I’m more of a vampire. I can gain power form normal magic too you know.”
“I have yet to see it, anyways I know you like destroying demons with their own power’s.” He winked at me. I nearly scoffed, but it was the truth.
“Better than believing in some magical light.”
“Hey it’s not just some light, it’s as I have said. It’s the holy creature, Strirdraz which we have used its essence to give me the powers of angels. It’s like your powers, as a, dumiche. Instead of blood and power it’s essence, got it?”
“Yea yea, but my powers are way more cool than yours.” I summoned a bunch of green fire throughout the room to emphasis the point. He extinguished the flames with a flick of his fancy light.
Something hit me then. “Wait the god angel has real angel blood flowing through his veins right? Just as I have demon and ra’oxa through mine?” He glanced at me, his surprise written on his face. I haven’t seen that face in years, when I climbed the ranks with a “useless power” and turned it into one of the most powerful.
“Well yes, but he is not a dumiche. He was originally embedded with essence like me. But one day, he came back from a mission with holy blood, he’s told me that he visited urtha, the holy lands. He told me to not be blinded by the light, I don’t know what it means, But I do know that we are told many things about the light that are false, but that’s all I know. Oh and don’t tell anyone, any of you.”
We all nodded our heads, not daring to make a comment. Footsteps started to echo, as the smell of hot glazed chicken, a luxury as it stands with our one single city and its limited surrounding towns and lands, hit our noses. At last Adonael appeared out from the shadows, his powers of elements making him naturally blend into the shadows.
Adonael was a good guy, he cared about everyone else. He was the closest thing we got to a druid, one of the many diffrent tpyes of demon hunters lacking for our elite team. He wasn’t muscled like Galizure, more resembling a teenage boy. However he still looked strong, still resonated power like we all did. The only difference between our squad, our leader Galizure seer presence would send any lesser demon or human sprawling on the ground in fear.
“Dinners ready guys.Oh, Sorry Lesiksa, I’ll get your food, after I set this down.”
I nodded. I wished I could find a demon with Adonael powers, with those powers of blending and elements; but it wasn't a very demonic powers. I quickly teleported a beer form the pantry, one of the very few things I eat or drink that the rest of the squads do.
“You know you can call me Les right?”
He blushed and started to run back into the kitchen. When he returned the entrancing smell of demon infused crocodile, cooked with demon herbs, invaded my nose. I bit at it eagerly, it tasted better than last time Adonael made it. “Man you are the best, god it’s so good. You really didn’t spare any thought for saving these species did you?”
“Nobody likes demon spices, their often burnt as fuel and even then in rarity. So it’s cheep, hard to get a normal supply route here, but still cheap. The crocodile did not share that cheapness, but the difficulties were the same. But your are cheaper than any of us.” He said with a big grin on his face.
I coughed on a bone form the crocodile, it causing slight burns in the back of my mouth. Burns, that a full demon would never receive while eating food. The bone soon disintegrated with my inner demon fire.
“Slow down please.” Adonael said, with that innocent grin on his face.
“So Adonael, how can you be so pleasant and happy up here, but down there be so vicious to demons.”
“Simple your my friends, and allies, a team. The demons are the enemy.”
“And you don’t see me as one?”
“Of course not, I know your powers aren’t always easy to control. Not since you,” he paused to think about the next few words, “trained it to be for fighting. I know sometimes you want to take over more power, weather it be creature, demon or simply energy. Or us if you get really desperate. But you have controlled it, and will continue to do so.”
I snatched a single glazed chicken form the community bowl and bit into it, it tasted bitter, raw, almost wrong to eat. I nearly threw up but it made me feel closer to these people, as though that inner demon was gone for now. A special treat for me, I only eat this food once in a while, but when I do I hate it.
I flashed him a grin. Out of us all, he had the most character outside of being a warrior, a demon hunter. He grinned back, with that pleasant warm smile.