[Going to die.]
The thought of death flashed through Notar's mind, and for a moment, he wasn't really afraid; instead, there was a kind of ecstatic release.
Notar could finally escape this endless nightmare. Though he seemed very much like a coward, fleeing like this might be a good ending.
Just like this...die.
The blazing aluminothermic bomb hit the demon, interrupting its path. The scorching metal penetrated its body. It swung its claws, trying to slice through the surroundings, but soon a sharp folding blade stabbed into its throat and violently tore it open again.
Bones cracked, warm blood sprayed out. The demon was not yet dead; its twisted head still tried to bite, but the barrel of the aluminothermic rifle was directly thrust into its mouth, the trigger pulled, and the scorching bullets burned deeper until its chest was a charred mess.
Selyu kicked the still smoldering corpse away, and Cliff, who had caught up behind her, reloaded the aluminothermic rifle.
