As Claire was gasping for air, she still tried to talk. "You're the real demon..." she whispered, voice cold and distant.
I only stared at her, my expression unreadable.
"I have a... favor to ask you... Please... say sorry... to Cypher... for me..." she managed to rasp, her voice trembling with effort.
With her last breath, she exhaled slowly, and her body dissolved into a fine red dust, drifting away like fading embers in the wind. Silence settled over the room as her presence vanished, leaving only the lingering scent of ash.
"Whew, finally! The hunt's over!" I finally collapsed on the floor, panting and wiping the sweat off my brow. Flying around, checking balcony after balcony—man, it wasn't a joke. The adrenaline was real, and my luck stat must be through the roof.
