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"Lord... Angel?"
Tina muttered out while staring at the boy.
But the Necromancers were simply tutting away.
They heard that plenty of Rahamma's children were born with some kind of defects, and that assertion seemed to be true in this case. Not only did she use divinity instead of demonic energy, she was even blabbing some nonsense about an angel, too.
"...Hang on a minute here. Did she say angel?" It was then, one of the Necromancers suddenly piped up. His expression hardened as he swallowed back his dry saliva. "H-hey, haven't we heard about something similar to that before?"
"What are you on about?"
A fellow Necromancer threw him a question, and his colleague replied while trickles of cold sweat began falling from his forehead.
"I'm talking about the angel of Humite."
"Wait, that serial killer rumoured to have hunted down and tortured Necromancers?"
This tale was from about three months ago.