Chapitre 137: Smell even better

My right eye twitched. 

I grinder my molars, and flexed my free hand, and gripped my bone knife in the other. 

En, it seems this woman sees me as a joke? 

A lone skull floated closer to my ear the voice crooner like a siren, '... Eat her.' another drifted to the next side, 'Devour her.' followed by a third, 'En, let's eat her.' while the fourth drifted directly in front of me a cloud of rose pink smoke the colour of my hair the voice a bit louder but just as beautiful. 'Wait! Let us torture her first.' four more floated after temporarily blotting out the female, who, as if in slow motion drew a bow and docked her arrows drawn from thin air. 

'En.' 

'En.' 

'En!' 

'We can.' flapping my main wings I exhaled, calming myself, tilting to a side avoiding the arrows which flew past me.