Bab 893: Done Before It Began

The kid fell to the ground, Alex catching the knife before it could hit the floor. Then, looking over Randall's shoulder, he saw a shadow move strangely on the wall.

Alex didn't hesitate, throwing the knife, which nicked Randall's cheek as it flew past his face, and stabbed into the shadow's shoulder, as a groan echoed from it.

Melting out of the shadow, dragging with it the knife, came a man dressed in all-black clothes, practically looking like a hipster.

The man was young, maybe around Alexander's age, and he glared at Alex. But his glare quickly changed into a look of disgust.

"I thought I was creepy, crawling through the shadows. At least I don't look like that…" he said, pointing at Alex.

And it wasn't without reason.

Everyone else in the house had now noticed Alex's appearance, and fear was growing in them.

Alex looked at them and grinned.

"What? Never seen a demon before? Better get used to it," he mocked.