The battlefield was littered with broken blades and the cries of the fallen, but Cassian stood untouched, his eyes gleaming with an unnatural light.
He wasn't like the others. The Claymores fought for honor, for their kingdoms. Cassian fought for something darker.
They didn't know his secret-that beneath the armor and human flesh, a devil lurked, hungering for chaos.
And tonight, as the enemy approached, Cassian smiled. It was time to show them what a devil among warriors could do.