Erthenia

Ignatius rushes towards Xalla, getting as close as his speed allows, and throws a hairpin at her. To his surprise, the hair ornament flew with much greater speed than expected and, as if guided by some force, pierced the winged woman's heart. She didn't have time to say anything and immediately collapsed to the ground, lifeless. The puppets couldn't understand what had happened.

"Alright," Ignatius said to the people. He had only a vague idea of what he should say, but he needed to say something. "A great misfortune has occurred, but things will soon return to normal. Please stay here... uh... until representatives of the authorities arrive. And we should put out the fire, too."
Ignatius looked at the demon's body with disdain. Just one creature managed to cause so much suffering to so many people. He took the lifeless body of the beast with him and headed towards the forest.
He cut off the ugly head of the succubus and tied it to his belt, burned the entrails on a bonfire, and left the rest for the crows.
Now that everything was over, he needed to report the incident to the authorities. He headed towards the castle of Allisum.
On his way to Gaddar, he stopped to properly bury the bodies of the parishioners at the church and the paladins who had fallen in the forest. Now, truly, everything was done.