Her brows bunch together in confusion. But she knows time is of the essence, so she quickly recovers from her shock and swings her swords again.
More demons fall after they make contact with my blood. But with how many of them there are, it’s still not enough.
I press my lips together as I think of something that might help.
Then an idea comes to mind.
“You can freeze anything, can’t you?”
She nods.
“Here,” I cut a fresh wound in my palm, “use my blood as bullets.”
“I don’t under?—”
“Trust me, all right?”
There are nine more demons still inside the church.
Minnie gives me a nod, and swiping my blood on her fingers, she blows onto it until the drops become solid. She shoots them at the demons.
A few manage to do avoid them, but half are not so fortunate.
Scream, fall, disintegrate.
Minnie’s eyes widen, but she grabs my hand and swipes more blood that she turns into bullets.
The remaining demons, having seen the effects of the ice bullets, summon energy shields to block the blows. But it seems even those are useless as the bullets pass straight through, reaching the intended target.
One by one, they fall. One by one, they’re all gone.
We’re both breathing hard as the last demon disintegrates. The wind sweeps away the last remainder of that grayish dust.
We’re alone.
Minnie slowly turns to me, her expression indecipherable.
“What was that?”
“What do you mean?”
“The blood. How did you do that? How did you know how to do that?” she asks in a tight voice.
“I didn’t. I just saw it worked and?—”
My words are cut off as she slams me against the wall of the church. The sharp icy blade digs into my neck as she stares at me intently.
“What are you?” she grits out.
“What? What are you talking about?”
“That’s not normal. I’ve never seen anything like that before. So tell me. What are you?”
“Human,” I answer drily. What else does she want me to say?
She shakes her head.
“Impossible. If you were just a human, that would have never happened.”