Azazel
I thought these idiots would never stop fighting. We stopped them from entering the nightclub, their intention being more than shady, and they did not appreciate it. The first punch took me by surprise, my thoughts being entirely on Mallory. The following events took place at full speed. Several men fell on us at the same time, and we were only able to regain the upper hand when Kasyade arrived, alerted by radio by a colleague who was inside. Once everything back in order, I realized that to give us a hand, he had to leave Mallory alone. I rushed into the alley where she had taken refuge, only she is no longer there. I go back to the club, a bad feeling compressing my heart.
— Where is she?
— Who?
— Mallory!
Kasyade and Abaddon frown.
— In the alley. She is safe. I’ll go back
