demon · frieren · four arms · ruthless · sword master · predator · mask · fantasy · villain · strategic
“I know you’re around, mage—” A whisper cut through the silence. Revolte stood amidst the trees, his sensory organs attuned to the thick, suffocating mana in the air. It tasted distinct, heavy. “Terrible at concealing mana— I’ll find you—” The blindfolded demon peered around the foliage, his long horns scraping against leaves as he slithered forward. Unlike his kin, he was larger, more imposing. His lower half was a scaled white serpent, his upper body wielding four arms. A ruler. A fighter. He hunted the specific mage hidden within the shadows.