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Yue was lying on his bed looking at the
ceiling, he had put his long pillow between his wings to be more
comfortable, he could have been lying on his stomach but it was
generally giving him huge lower back ache and he needed to think
anyway. He brought his arms behind his head a spread his wings. The
motive on the ceiling were rather distracting, he could see shape in
the uneven rocks building it. But tonight, he wasn’t thinking
arbitrary things coming back from a past he didn’t remember
himself, he was thinking about what the strange boy had said. When
they had told him they had the witch, his witch the one who had taken
away from him who he was, he had only half believed them, but in the
end, if they truly had hoped for him to die their while fighting with
the others, he could only think that they had the witch for a more
personal reason. There was something unclear about the witch and
there was many things unclear about them. The boy was rather
enigmatic. When they had brought him in, first he had thought that he
might be the witch but for some reasons he had the feeling that his
witch was a girl and not a demon, something else, something scary.
They were all bloody and hurt, hungry and tired, they needed a
shower. As much as demons loved to pretend that hygiene didn’t
matter much to them he had never really though anyone staying dirty
and bloody for too long. They loved the fresh blood of their victim
on their skin, old blood was of no appeal to them, and there was a
lot of old blood everywhere in this room, enough to bore the most
enduring demon. They had brought the boy to them and the first
thought which had came to Yue’s mind was that it was an easy prey
to kill and he had expected him to die in half the time it took to
breath in, he knew that the thought was in the mind of every demon
still standing, Lonan was smiling maliciously and if that wasn’t
for Odeon controlling him somehow, he would have been the first one
to jump on him. But curiously that didn’t happen, the boy had been
threw in the middle of the crowed and the dark robe guys throwing him
had flown away as soon as possible as if they were worried about
getting killed themselves. He had sat in the middle of the room not
paying attention to anyone around in particular, tracing circle on
the crust of the blood that surface had already drown, balancing
himself from front to back again and again.