Devils

You scream, there was no point in hiding your fear-- panic consuming your will to think clearly you froze to the spot shrieking to the heavens.

When suddenly the beast fell dead before your feet. Stunned you came to face a swordsman standing behind the monster with a look of disapproval over his tanned face, eyes shinning a brilliant hue of purple framed in ashen blonde hair.

"If you're not silent, then you'll wake the entire hoard." He mocked with a scowl. "Maybe I should have let the brute feast on you-- maybe it would have sated him long enough for me to find the nest." He mused in a cold tone making you shiver.

"Nest?" You asked stupidly, making your savoir scowl deepen.

"Obviously you're a retard." He muttered out loud running a gloved hand through his short hair. "There's a safe house down this street, if your quiet enough maybe you can make it there without being killed." He said while packing his blade away and turning away from you without a second glance.

"W-wait!"

Should you...?