Luminescence 7

Marcus drew his spear lightning fast from the ground and pierced into the creature’s flesh smooth, fast and efficiently. The demon let out a gurgling hiss as the blubber compressed down with an acrid hiss and wheeze, a black balloon.
            Marcus sprung the spear from its body, stepping back as the mass slumped forward like jelly collapsing out of its mold, slowly sinking into the earth. With it the hut’s reedy walls started to slacken. Marcus took the next step towards the entryway, watching as the thatched roof and bits of corrugated metal collapsed in with a crunch.
            His gaze stole to the shadow looming beyond the hut, “She was buying time. Why?” the shadow moved too swift to see in the silver darkness.
            A dagger whizzed by Marcus plunging into a creature only paces away from him. Marcus didn’t even flinch as the demon fell forward its decomposition swifter than the oracle. “Perhaps it is the messenger she used to the others.”
            “He would not have talked,” the shadow stood besides Marcus. “Once their master dies they become mute,” the man said.
            It wasn’t always the case, Marcus said, “She said we would get little information.”
            “Then I won’t feel guilty,” the silver haired man shrugged, he bent over the already dusted body and slipped the silver dagger into a strap on his arm.
            “Eros, do not feel guilty”-Marcus turned.

            “A joke Marcus,” Eros clapped a hand on Marcus’s shoulder.

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