Nephilim Brothers

Nephilim Brothers

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One single snowflake floating down onto the demon's blade. Mikhael moved his foot backward while moving his hand slowly inside of his jacket. His fingers were furiously looking for his gun. "You are quite hard to find you know that?" The demon spoke with a soft voice and a smile on her face. "For a Nephilim brat." Finally, Mikhael's fingers found his gun. He sneaked his fingers around its grip and he was able to feel its weight. Now he would just need to draw it fast. So fast that demon wouldn't have time to stab him with her sable. Or he would have to cheat. "Bitch," he said calmly. "You didn't find me. I found you!" The demon sneered and raised her blade above her head. And now. Now Mikhael had all the time in the world to draw his gun.
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