I realized that someone was on my trail the moment I turned a corner, and the shadows turned with me. Still, I had no idea if it was a human or a demon, but judging from the soundless stealth of their stalking, it was more than likely that it was a demon.
The shadow froze, waiting to see if I was simply bluffing, or trying to predict my next actions. They most likely didn’t feel threatened by the dagger in my hands because I was too far away to use it. Of course I could try throwing it like a dart, but the darkness would be a hindrance to my aim.
Whoever they were, they are wrong on both things. My night vision is excellent. Try living seventeen years in a place neither the sun nor the moon reaches. And distance wasn’t an obstacle for me. I could simply teleport, as long as I am sure the
