Death is officially knocking at his door.
His human charge is screaming to the top of her lungs. Oh, why don’t she shut up, grow a pair of balls and just get with the program. She’s going to die anyway. At least she can go down with some type of dignity.
“Shut the f**k up,” hisses my monster. f**k she is annoying.
The human screams louder. Can someone please shut her the f**k up?
“Quiet girl,” snaps Raphael, as if he can read my mind. Then, he forcefully slams his combat boot into her skull, knocking her out but most importantly shutting her the hell up.
Thank, the f*****g blood God!
The Lucian regains my attention as he begins to come back into awareness. His head loosely rolls from side to side like a bobble head as he continues to groan. Blood continues to gush out from his throat
