C931 Pain pain pain

The person in front of him had two wings on his ribs. His feet were planted vertically on the ground, and his clothes were in tatters. His eyes were emitting red light, and his nose was sharp and long like an inverted hook.

Behind him was a fishy wind.

"You pull!"

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear. It sounded like a dry wind pulled out from a bellows, making one's ears hurt