Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

Its claws left a shallow gash on Claire's neck, and blood seeped out instantly.

Jimmy let out a suppressed gasp, almost fainting.

"No, Sam, don't listen to it!" Dean shouted immediately, raising his gun to the demon, but dared not make a move.

The demon ignored Dean and stared intently at Sam: "How is it?"

"Trading your 'freedom' for the lives of these three innocent mortals is a fair trade, isn't it? I'll give you three seconds to consider. Three..."

A tense atmosphere instantly filled the entire room.

Sam looked at the crying Claire, the nearly broken Jimmy, and the desperate Amelia, then looked at Dean beside him.

The demonic power within him seemed to sense his master's decision and began to stir restlessly.

".two."

Sam took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes.

".one"

“I’ll go with you.” Sam’s voice was eerily calm. He took a step forward, looking directly at the devil. “Let go of that girl.”

A sly grin spread across the demon's face, and the claws pressing against Claire's neck loosened slightly.

In that moment of distraction, Sam made his move!

He lunged forward, and at the same time, the increasingly powerful demonic energy within him erupted with unprecedented intensity.

An invisible shockwave, carrying the scent of sulfur, struck the female demon who was holding Claire hostage with pinpoint accuracy.

"Oh!"

Caught off guard, the female demon opposite was hit as if by an invisible truck. Her entire body flew off the ground and crashed heavily into the wall behind her, instantly causing cracks to appear all over the wall.

She let out a painful roar, and the stability of her possession fluctuated for a moment.

"It's now!"

Dean, who had a tacit understanding with Sam, moved almost at the same time as Sam. He pounced on the sofa like a cheetah, his goal being to rescue the bound Amelia.

Sam didn't stop, and with a burst of speed, he rushed to the female demon who was dazed and confused from the impact.

Black lines spread across his eyes, and his right hand formed a claw with five fingers, swirling with dense, almost tangible dark energy, exuding an aura of destruction, as he viciously clawed at the demon's forehead.

That is the core soul point where this low-level demon possessed.

"No—!" The demon only had time to let out a short scream before Sam's hand pierced through its defenses.

Dark energy was injected like a deadly poison, causing the demon's body to convulse violently. The darkness in its eyes quickly dissipated, and finally, with a slight crackling sound, it turned into a wisp of foul-smelling black smoke and vanished, leaving behind only a rapidly decaying, unfamiliar female corpse.

On the other side, Dean had already cut the ropes on Amelia's wrists and torn the gag out of her mouth.

“It’s alright, ma’am, we are,” he tried to reassure the frightened woman.

However, at that very moment, something unexpected happened!
Amelia, who had been trembling with fear, suddenly turned cold and resentful the moment her hands were freed.

A patch of pitch black completely filled his pupils.

Her fingers stretched out at an inhuman speed, turning black and sharp, and taking advantage of Dean's momentary lapse in vigilance as he turned to check on Sam, she viciously stabbed Dean in the back.

"Dean, watch out!" Sam had just dealt with the female demon when he turned around and saw this scene, and shouted in horror.

Dean also felt the gust of wind behind him, but he only had time to barely dodge it by turning to the side.

"Swoosh!" The dark claws failed to pierce through the heart, but they tore a deep, bone-revealing wound in Dean's side and back.

Blood gushed out instantly, staining his jacket and shirt red.

Dean groaned and stumbled forward, the intense pain making it almost impossible for him to hold the gun.

"Amelia?! No!" Before Jimmy could even feel joy, he saw his wife's sudden change and let out a desperate roar.

"Heh." Amelia slowly straightened up, a mocking and cruel smile on her face.

She grabbed little Claire, who was standing next to her in a daze, and pulled her back to her, her hand gripping her daughter's throat.

This time, he used even more force, his fingernails digging into her neck, and blood flowed down Claire's neck.

“What a touching brotherhood, but too naive.” 'Amelia’s' voice became hoarse and overlapping, as if two voices were speaking at the same time.

"Do you think we'll only send one guard? Lady Lilith anticipated your arrival and also knew this container might come in handy."

Her greedy gaze swept over the injured Dean and the solemn-faced Sam, finally settling on the nearly collapsing Jimmy.

“Now, the rules of the game have changed,” the demon sneered. “You, Jimmy Novak, go find a rope and tie up this friend of yours, Sam Winchester, who possesses delicious dark power, hand and foot. Tie him up tightly! Otherwise…”

She tightened her grip slightly again, and Claire let out a painful whimper, her little face turning blue from lack of oxygen and fear.

"No, I can't." Jimmy looked at Sam, then at his wife and daughter, and buried his face in his hands in anguish.

“Do as she says, Jimmy.”

Sam's voice rang out again, with a resigned calm.

He slowly lowered his hands, indicating that he would not resist.

Looking at the little girl across from him, who was being held hostage by a demon and was crying so hard she was almost out of breath, the fear and cries for help in her clear eyes pierced his heart like needles.

Sam couldn't give up on saving the little girl, even if it meant sacrificing himself.

"Sam!"

Dean clutched his wound, trying to stop it, but the slightest movement aggravated the injury on his back, causing him to gasp in pain and leaving him no choice but to watch helplessly.

Torn between the devil's coercion and his desperate desire to save his daughter, Jimmy trembled as he found a rope, tears streaming down his face, and repeatedly said "I'm sorry" as he bound Sam's hands and feet tightly.

The situation took a turn for the worse.

With Sam gone, Dean severely injured, and Jimmy just an ordinary mortal.

A smug, cruel smile finally appeared on the demon's face. It seemed to already see the scene of bringing Sam, this important 'cargo,' back to Hell and reporting its success to Lilith.

"Okay, next."

The demon, controlling Amelia's body, is preparing to do something to Sam, who is now powerless to resist.

At this critical moment—
Claire, the little girl who had been crying and struggling while being held hostage by the demon, suddenly stopped crying.

Her gaze shifted instantly from extreme fear to an inhuman indifference.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet incredibly pure white light burst forth from her eye sockets without warning.

The light was not dazzling, but it carried an inviolable majesty, instantly dispelling the oppressive feeling brought by the demonic aura that permeated the room.

To the astonishment of Dean, Sam, Jimmy, and the demon possessing Amelia, little Claire instantly raised her small hand, which was enveloped in white light, and with extreme precision, gently pressed it against 'Amelia's' forehead. (End of Chapter)