Just Look At That Face. I Bet His Own Mother Doesn’t Trust Him
The sound of motorbikes could be heard around the Demonic Shelter as they scoured their territory in search of William and Lilith that had disappeared without a trace.
The two had holed themselves up inside a building, while erasing the traces that they had left behind. For the time being, they decided to lie-low until the Demons had given up their search.
'Fortunately, we made a Plan B,' William thought. 'Raizel will handle the rest.'
Lilith slept lightly on the couch. She was currently in a half-awake, half asleep state, and ready to fight at a moment's notice.
Although their bodies were strong and could last several days without rest, William told her that she should take a rest while she could.
The Half-Elf had volunteered to become the nightwatch since he was more proficient in surveying their surroundings, especially when it was dark.