Liberty rushed to the source of the voice. It sounded between a wail and a sob that was almost too painful to hear. Whoever was letting out the said sound was either suffering or dying. And the worst thing is, Liberty knew exactly who he was.
“M-maru!” He screamed before jogging towards the elder demon who lay almost lifeless on the flooding, at the farthest corner of the library. There was a metal shelf that crashed over his frail body. His limbs were almost falling off of his shoulders too. Now, Liberty finally understands that a huge portion of the liquid that was flooding the whole room was blood coming from his body.
Fuck.
“Matthew, lend me a hand!” He rushed towards the northern end of the broken shelf as Matthew nodded. Without further instructions, the angel seemed to know ex
