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Shoto had finally done it. The female demon responsible for the destruction of his village and murder of his best friend was dead by his hands.
His personal vendetta was fulfilled, but not his life’s work. There was still more to be done, and no time to rest.
The rest of her infernal clan was waiting outside this room, scattered around the ceremony grounds. And Shoto intended to end every last one of them.
He had managed to sneak in undetected because the hustle and bustle of everyone getting into place for the wedding provided plenty of distraction. He had beelined for the bride because she was his highest priority to kill. He was never going to let her go once she had come within his reach, and he had succeeded. But if he also wanted to kill the remaining clansmen, now that he had spilled blood, he would not be able to use the same method to sneak up on them.
Shoto pulled the blade out of the female demon’s chest with a squelch. He contemplated how to go about his plan as he wiped his blade off on her robes.
He needed to get close enough to land killing blows, but they would be able to smell him in an instant… Kitsune had famously sharp senses and not an insufficient amount of magic per individual. Trying to out-deceive a whole clan of them was a tall order to begin with.
He observed the body of the female demon with minimal emotion. He would have time to unpack the personal enormity of this kill later. But as he looked over her still form, he noticed they were about the same height and build. The other demons wouldn’t be suspicious if it were her scent approaching them, and considering her nature, it wouldn’t be too unusual if she smelled of fresh blood…
‘This is a bad idea, Shoto, a very bad idea.’