Hell Blade Deity, Dying for Love!

Their footsteps were light, as if they were treading on a web woven from moonlight, closing in without a sound. Moonlight spilled over them, yet failed to illuminate their faces. Instead, it outlined their bodies in a hazy ring of shadow, making them seem deep and uncanny. Each held a slender weapon, its cold gleam flickering through the night like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, foretelling a deadly threat! "It's you!" "Hehe. That's right, it's us!