One day, a beautiful woman arrived at the base of the demons. Seeing her, the demon guards immediately drew their weapons and demanded, "Who goes there? What is your business here?"
In a flash, the woman materialized right behind the guards. With an expression of pure ecstasy, she murmured, "The death rattle of the fallen—it's the sweetest melody on any battlefield. Won't you sing for me?"
With a flick of her wrist, both guards were instantly frozen solid.
Chapter 444