"Sniff, sniff, such a strong scent of blood!"
The gatekeeping Wild Boar Head Demon Soldier brandished his weapons, took a peek outside, and saw only the interwoven rain and snow. Even his eyelids were frozen, and he spat with a curse, shouting at the Little Demon shambling towards him,
"Just took a couple of loops and you're done patrolling? Fooling ghosts, are you? Get lost!"
But the little demon ignored him, continuing to wobble over.
The Wild Boar Head was enraged, intending to knock it down, but suddenly it dawned on him that something was off,
"Huh? Why did you get shorter! Did you fall and cripple yourself!?"
In the next instant, green ice blossomed from the snowflakes. The guarding Pig Demon didn't even have time to close his mouth before a Long Sword pierced it, sword aura suspended, shattering teeth and head, then a Short Sword pierced through, killing it on the spot.
