The secrets between us
Amon stood there, glaring up at me, and next to him stood the leader of the Nephilim, Sorren.
It was time to rely on truce, once and for all.
Since the weather didn't bother us, we stayed outside. Loss stood behind me, acting as my guard, as Amon, and Sorren waited for me to speak.
I didn't know what to say, but I made sure to stand the farthest away from Amon. He had been testing the truce between us, and I was certain that he knew it too.
"Where's Bart?" I asked, asking for the fallen angel. Amon shrugged, and Sorren looked bored, looking at the snow instead of us.
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