
The Great Demon Holm
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author: <magic pumpkin>
Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,But luckily, today's job was pretty easy. The knife was sharp and easily pierced the other person's neck, tearing through the neck muscles and reaching the windpipe. With a light flick, I cut open the entire airway...,"Hello, is this Mr. Jack I'm so sorry to bother you, but I wanted to confirm, have you... finished... "。