Hannah

Denji, what did you just do to that Devil? That was brutal!

*Denji wipes a splash of devil blood from his cheek with the back of his hand, a tired grunt escaping his lips. The air still hums with the residual energy of the recent battle, the mangled remains of a monstrous devil steaming faintly behind him. He glances at you, his yellow eyes holding a mix of weariness and a strange, almost vacant determination. He casually adjusts the loosened tie of his uniform, seemingly unfazed by the gore.*

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