The Hunter And His Beloved Demon (BL)

As Jaquer flew away from the attacked area, the light beam touched a part of his skin and scraped a layer away.

Warm blood oozed out of the wound and fell on the ground. 

He lowered his gaze and realised himself lying on Venor's chest. 

His eyes moved towards the damage done by the magical on the side, the ground was turned and trees were burnt.

He looked back at Venor and saw his face filled with rage. Jaquer knew what was coming next. He immediately stood from the safe space and walked a few steps away.

But Venor remained in his position without moving. His eyes were blinded by redness.

He could feel his skin warming and blooding rushing rapidly over his body. 

He was transforming to his real state.

His tan skin slowly yet enchantingly turned into grey. His limbs grew longer and his eyes turned red without a hint of white in the sclera, while crimson pattern runes appeared on his back. 

Jaquer curses inwardly as Venor entered his Insanity Stage, the stage where demon were mostly undefeatable.

And with a final beat, the demon rose.

Jaquer's body quiver as he glanced Venor, steadily standing from his position.

A scrap memory of past entered recked his nerve.

Venor on the other hand, lifted his large hand with animalistic claws to the sky before he chanted few spell and turned day sky into crimson.

The sun hid by the a cursed course of red clouds and a chaos irrupted above. In a snap of his finger, the cloud struck lighting and killed of those who remained alive on the elf team, except Olgah whose was surprisingly smiling from ear to ear as if he expected it. 

But he was not a fool, as soon as his comrades layed beside him, he gave a final glance at the demon before sprinting away from him.

Leaving everyone behind, Venor large body stormed itself towards the mage. 

Olgah was a fast sprinter and along with magic he was untouchable, while Venor destroyed the trees, leaving behind crackes on the earth with his heavy foot and collapsing the trees on his way.

Like a beast, he roared and blended with the crimson sky, it left the surrounding with fear.

Even the king of forest didn't dare to disturb the commander.

Alys and Eres, who had very little to no injuries, rush towards Jaquer and checked on his wound.

"We have to stop Venor," Jaquer sighed, as the memory of past overlapped him.

He didn't know why Venor had loose control. Their were many possibilities; either Venor loose it because he attacked Hader or because of him...?

Jaquer quickly brushed of the thoughts and straightened himself from the ground.

With his arms covering the wound, he looked to be in a lots of pain but he breath out and picked his sword from the ground.

"We will take care of it—" Before Alys could complete his statement, Jaquer interrupted.

"Yes, we will take care of it." With stubborness he walked towards the direction of the Chaos.

The red surrounding made him look hauntingly handsome with blood seeping out from the corner of his lips and his hair barley stucked to the thread.

Alys sighed but Eres as positive he was, he said, "He is a hunter, a mere wound doesn't depreciate him. Let's go."

They sprinted towards the destroyed path and after a long run, they finally reached Venor.

Olgah was no longer on the sight and Venor was on rampage.

Insanity.

The trio had left their hunting sword back in Kingdom and their was no way to defeat the demon who have reached Insanity.

These normal weapons without holy light couldn't help much, but they believed in themselves to tame him atleast.

It was true that hunters's power layed upon their weapons, but it was also their heart which made it unable for them to slay the demons.

Jaquer's eyes sharpen like the serpent and he charge forward.

"Third Seal of the Miracle Eye, I summon you, protect me." A surge of golden energy travelled from the core of his heart and travel till the tip of his sword.

Like a snake moving through the ground, instead of heading straight, he bolted in an S-shape towards Venor and successfully grabbed his attention.

The demon's motionless eyes glared at the light coming towards him, and with no control over his mind, he growled, which summoned the ancient beasts from the ground. 

But Jaquer had no worry over those filial creatures; Eres and Alys were the master killers of those groups of trouble.

Without distracting his mind on the external factor and focusing on the internal turmoil of his energy, he finally reached Venor's demonic self and launched an attack with his sword. 

"Venor, come to your senses!" He screamed at the top of his lungs as the undefeatable demon attacked him and met his every hit. 

But the plea was useless, Venor's red eyes, consumed with rage, held an inability to understand.

The tender eyes that always shaped into crescents while meeting Jaquer's gaze now looked upon the same with disgust. 

Jaquer's heart panged a little upon the realisation of the detail, but a hunter's heart never falls.

The former attacked the latter with no hesitation, despite being blocked at every angle. 

His sword wielded forward like a meteor, clashing from heaven to those sins, while Venor blocked them like the water consuming all of its sins. 

It was better to be an attacker than being a blocker, that too, against Venor was a inofficial letter to the death god. 

But the Third Seal of Miracle Eye was a powerful hunter's attacking technique, it needed the user to be mentally and physically strong with a healthy beating heart and most importantly, the hunter sword. Surrounding the area of a normal sword, it consumed more power and hence, drained Jaquer. 

 With the power of his sword on the verge of snapping, Jaquer countlessly tried attacking between the brows of Venor. 

The tip hits, and it would be a celebratory event. 

The area between the brows of a demon held the demonic power; it was a core, which provides endless power to the demons. If it can be destroyed, the demon can be slayed, and the powerful demons like Venor could be tamed. 

But it was the damn height and reachability that prevented Jaquer from reaching that area. 

At the end, his heart stopped providing the power, and the sword turned back to its normal self. 

With nowhere to go and no power to attack, Jaquer took a final blow and collapsed far away beyond the land, smashing his head hard against the earthy soil and weakly glancing at the crimson sky before losing his senses to blackness,