"Shut your wh*re mouth you searat," The child snapped back at the elemental with little to no hesitation, "They call me Penemue. I am one of the Grigori who the Son of the Morning contacted."
Drake, who was just walking back to the group after straying a bit from the pack to beat up undead, found the child amusing already. Well... He's probably not really a child in reality, Drake mused before turning his gaze over to the undead girl who remained animated. "She's kind of creepy," He simply commented as Emilio scooped her into a bag.
Meanwhile Ferre managed to bring himself to his feet but judging from his features was still exhausted. In fact, the Seraph seemed sickly almost, "..." He looked to where the child was engaging Finir and Nimi in conversation, but was too far to hear what the three were talking about.
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My fingers trace lines of azures and scarlets, following the viridian milky ways above
To the poetry of fourteen billion years of light that mellows my heart into a melody