Kuroda continued walking until he was nearing the border between the human lands and the demon lands, until he arrived at a stream. He knelt down and cupped his hands, taking a drink. Even though he was half-demon and didn't need to eat or drink as often as humans did, the cool water down his throat did feel refreshing. He was about to get another drink, when he turned around, noticing a group of approaching demons. 'Great' he thought to himself. The demons stood behind him, laughing to themselves. A large, ogre like one stepped forward ahead of the rest of the group.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, what do we have here? Looks like a lost little half-breed"</strong><br/><br/>This brought more laughter from the other demons behind him. Kuroda stood up and slowly turned around to face them. "Nope, not lost." A small smirk appeared on his face. "How can I be lost if I don't have a destination in mind?"<br/><br/>The large ogre demon scowled.<strong>"Don't try to be funny. Now, why don't you start running. It'll be more fun that way when we kill you."</strong><br/><br/>Kuroda sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. He opened them and drew his sword from it's sheath, and charged at high speed. The ogre tried to slam his fist down on Kuroda, but he nimbly dodged the blow. He leapt up, and slashed his sword vertically at a blinding speed. The ogre just stood still for a few seconds, before it's head fell off to the side, and it's body fell to the ground with a crash. The rest of the demon's standing behind the ogre were staring in awe. Kuroda looked at them, his red eyes glaring. "If you all want to live, leave now." They didn't need telling twice. They all turned and fled.<br/><br/>With a sigh, Kuroda replaced his sword within it's sheath. "Might as well keep moving." He turned and started walking along the river, moving the opposite direction as the current, wondering where it would lead him.