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- That does not concern you, do not ask you to come here.

  Connor came down the stairs like lightning and grabbed Oliver's throat.

- Yes, it concerns me. If there are any changes in her soul, I also lose it. So I better be careful with your jealousy.

  The angel knelt on the floor, almost suffocated. The demon looked at him with disgust and contempt before leaving out the door. Why he was asked to work with a weak enemy, and sentiment was a question worth thinking about and why he did not want to stay in that house.

- You can not leave.

- Take care of your own life.

  The front door closed quietly behind Connor, who cared little for the heavy rain that was falling. At least he could free the black wings and exercise them a bit, since humans do not usually walk in the rain. He was not of those who questioned orders, but he could not work alone?

- Oliver, are you ... Okay?

- And now you care about me?

- Connor could have killed you.

- But he did not, thankfully.

  Alice stood before him without reaction. Oliver was catching his breath slowly, but he was already standing. The girl turned away to leave, but the angel hugged her with hurt feelings. She remained indifferent, waiting for him to let go.

- Why do you do this? What Connor did to you?

- He has not done anything, you are obsessed with putting the blame of their actions on others.

- Alice ... Are you defending him?

- I'm not defending anyone.

   He held her face in disbelief.

- Ali .. Why?

  She looked at him wistfully. Even though he still had some affection for him, everything had changed. The relationship they had was just a simple reminder. He also felt, but could not believe what was happening. The angel looked deep in his eyes and the girl finally released her, defeated.

- Have you finished?

  She did not wait for an answer. Just kept walking until she disappeared in the hallway upstairs. Behind her, Oliver could see the crimson trail it leaves. Her soul was taking a course, but that was not favorable to him. However, he remembered the warning of Connor. Even if he did not, had a duty to warn what was happening to her. Came out through the rain, searching for the demon. However, finding it was never easy. In addition to fast, he was always discreet and never failed traces. He spread his wings and flew away, but could not find.

  

  The pentagram that bound them burned on the pulse of Connor, but he would not return to hear lamentations. Had other things in mind and now was well away from the human world. Oliver had to wait. What was related to that girl was not paramount to him at the moment. On second thought, never would be paramount.