章節 781: Up

Zhevra's adopted brother, Vyzen, was a Daeva... a not-so-innocent boy with the blood of angels coursing through his veins and the blood of others on his hands. 

She, herself, was a Tiefling, a cynical woman with devilish ancestry and the ever-present inclination to exert her murderous will over lesser beings. 

Since they began working together as freelance assassins, they were never short of contracts. Zhevra assumed it was because their employers found the pair poetic... 

...or perhaps, ironic. 

A winged angel and a ram-horned devil... they were easily remembered by the kind of people who wished for certain persons to be 'forgotten.'

"(Sister... Sister. Vyzen is so close. It is so close.)"

Vyzen pulled his delicate, doll-like fingers apart... mana-created wires strangling the stray cat in his lap.