Leonardo von Carrion’s POV
The trail of blood grew thicker, paling her skin to a translucent white. With each tick of the clock I wanted her heart to stop, just stop, to watch her eyes become glossy and vacant. The blood of my last victim had begun to dry, more brownish than scarlet. I was no longer human, I had not been human in a long time indeed. Every choice had lead me here, to the side of the demons. But I reveled in the darkness that had claimed me and I had claimed it again.
Master had been insistent that I do this soon so I could deal with all this alone. There was going to be a lot of ground to cover and a lot of creatures to fight and I knew that I would need the worst kind of demons if I had even the slightest chance of doing my master’s bidding. After all he was the one who
