Exiting the inn from it's the back exit, Mors realised that the sun had already set and was listening to the panicked shouts of the town guards. -"There's no way I am outrunning them in this state, time to commandeer a horse."

Moving through the shadows, the town was quickly lit up by burning torches as the locals begin their hunt. As Mors and Runt left no survivors, they did not actually know they were hunting a demon so their search parties were relatively small and unprepared.

"Please...p pp.. put me down." The little demon that was being carried by Mors and had been sobbing the entire time finally spoke.

"If leave you to here they will kill you on sight because you are a demon... or maybe because I killed everyone in there but it doesn't really matter. You can go free once we get away from this place and you tell me what I want to know." Muttered Mors as he peered around a corner. He was concentrating on their pursuers too much to pay the kid much attention. "Which way to the stables?"

The child did not respond, causing a vein to pop out of Mors' head. "Tell me which way the stables are or I am going to kill you."

The kid pointed with its foot, that had been soaked in blood and its own urine. "O..o...O...over there."

Runt's tail was wagging furiously as she enjoyed every moment. -"Not only do we get to hunt we can play at being hunted. Mum was right, this Alpha is the best!"

Looking across a large, open street that was patrolled by dozens of guards and adventures Mors hissed in annoyance. -"This... is going to hurt."

Closing his eyes Mors, activated his shadow step skill and expertly appeared inside the stable causing Runt to briefly panic at his sudden disappearance, before spotting him on the other side. -"AWESOME! He can move even faster than I can see. I bet he can kill a lot of people with that!"

Mors untied one of the horses, already tacked up in the case of emergency, before draping the now quiet demon over its back and leading it to the barn door. "Now all I need to do is get through the ga..."

An unknown voice interrupted his monologue. "THERE'S THE WOLF! It's OVER HERE!"

Turning around Mors watched as Runt lazily ran across the street, still wagging her tail. "... ah, I forgot about her."

Jumping onto the horses back, Mors spurred it into a gallop, crashing through the barn doors and down the now crowded street.

One of the guards dove out of the way. "Is that the monster who did that at Mike's inn? It looks like a human."

Once again releasing his aura, Mors held Morrigan high into the night sky and let out a monstrous growl that terrified everyone, including the horse, who now bolted down the street at full speed.

"HE'S NOT A HUMAN! BE CAREFUL!" Yelled one of the adventures who dove into an alleyway to avoid Morrigan's sweep.

Rapidly approaching the closed wooden gate on the opposite side of the town from which he entered, Mors flung Morrigan in a horizontal arch, slicing the door cleanly in half after it passed through.

A few moment's later the panicked horse jumped the surviving bottom half and disappeared into the night as Mors retracted the chain, retrieving Morrigan with a loud clunk.

Runt lumbered behind them releasing a chilling howl, which the survivors took as a warning to any that would be foolish enough to follow. However, Runt was just trying to get Mors to wait for her and was panicking that she might be left behind.

Two hours later, surrounded by massive hills, sparsely covered in trees, the horse Mors had been riding dropped dead from exhaustion causing him and the demon child to crash heavily into the floor.

Staggering to his feet, Mors grabbed the collar of the child and moved towards a small grove that had a stream passing through it. "Move it, kid."

After making sure, the area was secure Mors threw down Morrigan and the child, lit a small fire and began removing his clothes. "We need to wash, we don't want to attract any monsters while I am this weak."

Runt trotted into the clearing before collapsing in exhaustion drawing Mors' attention. "You too, you're filthy."

The small demon just stood there as Mors waded into the waist-high stream and began washing his body, the deep wounds from the arrows still evident, littering his back.

The demon spoke in a timid voice as it looked away from Mors in embarrassment. "You got hurt in that fight?"

"No, in the one before that... I was still heavily injured and stupidly reopened the wounds. Now don't make me repeat myself. Strip and clean yourself. You reek of blood and piss."

The little demon hesitated. "Uuurm. I... I"

"What? We are both men here! Now hurry up before I drown you." Snapped Mors.

Running into the steam, the demon began removing its close as scrubbing furiously causing Mors to feel a little guilty, his humanity briefly overcoming his instincts. -"I must not be so harsh on this child... he must have gone through something pretty horrendous to be so subservient, especially as he is a demon."

Grunting in pain as he washed a wound that was still bleeding, Mors turned towards the little demon. "Come here... let me remove that collar."

Covering its chest the demon walked over with a furiously blushing face confusing Mors. "Whats wrong with you? Your acting like a ..... AHHH FUCK... you're a girl aren't you?"

Nodding her head, the little demoness looked down, refusing to make eye contact with Mors.

"Great, I just kidnapped a little girl after slaughtering a room full of people, forcing her to strip and wash with me in the middle of the night... Well done Mors, you have reached a new low. From now on your going to be dubbed the pathetic pervert."

"I'M NOT A LITTLE GIRL! I AM TWENTY-TWO YEARS OLD." Shouted the demoness before she realised what she had done hid her face behind her hands, causing Mors to look away quickly. "I wasn't able to evolve as I was captured at a young age."

"With that body your nothing more than a little girl in my eyes." Muttered Mors as he turned his back on her. "Hurry up and wash before I commit seppuku right here."

"S..senppuku? what are you going to do to me?" Cried the demoness as she covered her body and tried to back away.

"GET DRESSED FOR FUCK SAKE! I'M NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING TO YOU!" Roared Mors as he completely submerged in the water, contemplating ending his life right there and then.

He eventually resurfaced and after hearing the demoness get out of the water and sit beside the fire, Mors let out a deep sigh as he glanced at Runt who was watching him as she rested. -"Maybe if I kill the girl, no one will ever know. It's not like Runt can talk, and she has always been running around naked."