It was late into the night, deep in the forest outside a small mountain village. A demon was running through the trees in a panic, scared for his life. The shadows seemed to crawl after him, shifting and squirming behind him. He tripped over his feet and started to sob.
"No! No, please! I don't want to die!" He pleaded. The shadows formed around him before a man pushed up from the darkness. He said nothing, unsheathing his sword slowly before giving a quick slash and sheathing his sword again. The demon gasped, eyes wide, before he started fading away little by little.