Though the long, ritual-shaped nails still managed to scratch his skin and draw a thin line of blood.
Then, before the astonished eyes of everyone, it brought two fingers near its mouth and slowly...
Licked them.
At that very moment, Silas instinctively felt that something was wrong.
But it was too late.
"What..."
Without warning, the Demon General drove its ivory nails deep into its own shoulder.
Crunch...
Its shoulder exploded.
At that exact same instant, Silas' own shoulder burst apart.
Blood erupted, and the old knight staggered.
"Aghhh... W-What?!"
His left arm hung limply.
Seeing this scene, Aurelia and the others froze.
"Gehahaha."
The Demon General started laughing.
Then it thrust its claws into its own thigh.
Crunch...
Once again, Silas' right leg instantly tore open, and he dropped to one knee.
Blood rapidly soaked the ground beneath him.
"Is this... a curse?"
Silas immediately understood.
