Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last week.
Sahel looked at her willing to laugh and refrained when he saw the serious look on her face.
“I was told to take the kids here, everything has been prepared for their safety, there is nothing to worry about,” Sahel said.
In front of them, the kids had already started to enter the tower through the window in the second floor.
“This is not good,” Samira said.
“Are you worried for the little Nephilim brats?” Sahel asked.
“Absolutely not,” Samira answered flying faster to reach the tower.
“Absolutely not, I could bet on that,” he said to himself following her.
It was just as expected, the teacher had prepared food and blankets and some females Nephilim were already there to greet the little one.
Samira landed in the room and put her back to the wall next to the window looking at them. They were families, she wondered where were her parents. They hadn't been much around since they left to the Nephilim sanctuary, going out early morning coming back wrecked late at night after trying all day to make some alliance to get their way back to the bright side of town. It all seemed useless to her. As long as there were Hunters and Seti out there, there was no way for her to ever see the light again, except maybe by marrying Taram but the more it went, the more it seemed unlikely.
“See, I told you, nothing to worry about,” Sahel said landing next to her.
“Maybe,” she answered only half convinced.
“Do you need anything else?” Sahel asked.
“Thank you for bringing them here all safe,” a demon female said standing up holding a little boy in her arms while a second one clung at her leg.
She had that look that said, it's not the first time and it won't be the last but we are still alive. Samira wished she too could have that look but she really didn't feel like it. She wanted to complain and to hate the entire world.
“My pleasure,” Sahel said, “if you don't need anything, I better get going.”
He turned around to Samira.
“Let's go,” he said.
The dark shadow stepped in front of him.
“Carry me, I'm tired!”
Sahel laughed and open the medallion for his shadow to jump in.
“Thanks,” he said.
The dark shadow seemed to pull his tongue out before disappearing.
“Where are we going?” Samira asked.
“That's a surprise,” Sahel said winking at her.
“I don't like surprises,” Samira said.
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