Third Person's POV
Ethan did not flinch, but his heart started beating like a group of galloping horses as he watched the old demon carve through them like paper.
Young lord Jack Wilds and his remaining followers were torn apart in a flash of blood and bone, turning into gore as their lives were snuffed out before they could even scream properly.
Even though they had been his enemies and this was their end result anyway, witnessing such slaughter and a grisly end still made Ethan's spine prickle with unease.
The old demon's rampaging mind cleared slightly after the massacre, and his glowing, death-tinted eyes sharpened with sudden realisation as he realised that he had crossed a line.
By killing academy students, which would eventually be traced back to him, he had violated the iron laws of the Sanctum itself.
There would be no forgiveness for him now, and he would have to flee, no matter the cost.
