Azrael
"Who sent you to do this?Answer me!"
They've been murdering innocent humans for no reason.Something is definitely going on.
My fist connected with his already battered face again, pitchblack liquid dripping from his crooked nose on the concrete alley.
He let out a dark chuckle, struggling to open his swolleneyelids, trying to look up at me.
"It's too late. Can't you see?" He then said, hispitch black irises fixated on me, devoid of any emotion.
"Too late? What the hell are you talking about?" Istared down at him, raising one eyebrow, preparing to hit him again when hesuddenly answered,
"Thanks to your big mouth, he knows abouther. So prepare yourself, wing-boy.He had a vision.And he's coming after her."
Her.
