Razor was nearest the demons that were not from his kingdom. Sure he was glad they had come but he questioned their motives at times. Why were they so willing to help him? He tapped his finger on his arm as he watched one demon in particular. What was he doing here? He could sense a strange feeling upon him as his neck hairs rose. Why did he feel like they were being hunted?
He grinded his canines and narrowed his amber eyes. Who was coming? "Troops prepare yourself," he said. "Soon we'll be seeing angel's blood cover our weapons and our land. They need to learn no cure exists. We are not savages...and we are not cursed. We are what we are."
He grinded his canines and narrowed his amber eyes. Who was coming? "Troops prepare yourself," he said. "Soon we'll be seeing angel's blood cover our weapons and our land. They need to learn no cure exists. We are not savages...and we are not cursed. We are what we are."
