This is a multimedia webnovel with giant city-crushing monsters, a valiant man who dares to fight them, a hero who loses himself on a righteous path, and a darkness which conceives a profound love. But I suck at descriptions, so I strongly encourage...
Vaida and Hatasuko were now only a few blocks away from the southern gate in the city wall, but Hatasuko knew that the Interfectus would attack as soon as it saw movement. If he tried to move people toward Lazaro, they would certainly be spotted by the demon of flashing blades and shifting shadows.
"Vaida, this is never gonna work. We need a distraction! I will find a catapult; I will draw its eyes! I won't be able to send you a signal, so just keep an eye on the demon," Hatasuko said.
"You're going off on your own? Are you sure? You'll get killed," she exclaimed.
"I'm not gonna let myself die. Don't worry! I have a secret weapon. I have the fuel of the tempest."
"Please don't die. I'll never forgive you if you die," she said with her quiet voice.
Hatasuko showed a small smile, nodded, and then ran off to the north. He ran at full speed so that he could distance himself from Vaida and the helpless civilians, but every step was a fight against his internal urge to flee. Even after all these years, his mind was scarred by the memory of the Interfectus' brutality; his heartbeat spiked as soon as he saw its glowing eyes. The shadow demon levitated above the rooftops with a veil of smoke. The transparent blackness in the sky churned with waves the size of ocean swells.
"How am I supposed to get out of here? I'm never gonna get out alive," whispered a man who crouched behind a wagon at the corner of this block.
Hatasuko knew that the Interfectus saw both him and the forlorn man, but the monster chose not to attack as it focused on guarding the four gates. The man behind the wagon weakly clenched a large wooden staff, though Hatasuko could not tell what it was.
"I will try to distract the Interfectus; you must run to the gate! Tell me, sir, is there a catapult anywhere around here?" Hatasuko asked while glaring at the monster in the sky.
"Of course not. This is a walled city; all the catapults are on the walls. I've got a staff sling here, which is like a handheld catapult, but-"
"Please, sir, I need to commandeer your weapon. If I can draw the eyes of the Interfectus, then countless lives can be saved. Your life can be saved," Hatasuko reasoned.
"I have nothing to lose. I was damned in the moment it attacked."
The man who crouched behind the wagon tossed his staff sling to Hatasuko, and then he ran off toward the south. At the same time, Hatasuko ran north toward the Interfectus, though he was still tens of blocks away. Dust and smoke plagued the streets, though they were not empty; terrified people crouched in the shadows. Hatasuko knew that many people still hid in their homes. They could survive for a short while since the Interfectus guarded the gates instead of attacking, but if no one ever tried to run, they would all eventually suffocate or starve. The people hiding in the streets were totally helpless; their wide eyes watched Hatasuko as he ran by, but they all looked like they were waiting to die. Their frightened faces and anguished whimpers felt like a precursor to the anguished souls in the tempest – the screaming spirits they would inevitably become.
"Madeline, I have chosen to take your advice. I will fight back against the Interfectus even though it is said to be impossible. We can't just run away from it; we must become strong enough to tear it down."
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