Chapter 6. United in Blood

“I am not buying this shit no more,” said Max as he took to his heels but before he could get to the exit door, some of the demons blocked him from leaving. “You guys should stay away from me!” he lashed out feeling tensed.

“It’s not gonna hurt,” Azul said, making his way to Max.

“The blade is just to have a drop of your blood,” Zeo focused his gaze on Max. He slowly made his way to him still bearing the demon’s blade; a blade with the handle of a skull and an Aramaic inscription on the metallic part.

“I have already tried that and no blade can hurt me!” Max cried out once more in his defense. He knew this could be different since the blade looks gothic and demonic and could easily hurt him.

“Have you tried this?” Zeo asked as he raised the blade slightly.

Max still wants to fight his way verbally. He spoke up hastily saying, “If no damn bullet can penetrate me, that blade will do nothing!” All he wanted was to discourage them to change their min