Sunny stared at Luster for a few moments, then sighed.
'What is wrong with that guy?'
The young man seemed unsure where to look. His startled gaze jumped between Sunny and Saint, full of confusion. Then, strange sparks ignited in his eyes.
"Ah, I see! So that is…"
Sunny did not let him finish.
"You are alive. Good. I take it that the swarm is dealt with…"
By that time, the other members of the cohort approached, as well, so it seemed that all of them had survived. They looked relatively unscathed, too… which couldn't be said about Sunny and Saint.
Both were in a rough shape, the taciturn demon worse off than he was. Nightmare was severely wounded, too, so Sunny had dismissed him. Now, the black steed was being nurtured back to health in the dark flames of Sunny's soul.
