[h1][color=00FF00]Priturius[/color][/h1]
I glared at her for calling us insignificant Demons and I readied my blade. "Listen here you little Angel, we are more than that. We are actually children of nobles who ran away to escape us." I snarled, unable to hold back my anger. I saw a look of slight fear cross her face but I didn't care whatsoever for it and I rushed at her attacking her with my sword. It was a long sword that had a large width to it with a thick red streak that was the color of blood going from the tip of it down to the hilt, which was covered in black silk stripes so my hand wouldn't be sore after using it.