Destiny
I muttered, with hope written all over my face that Nixton was perfectly okay.
She gave me a weak smile, then held my hands and sighed. "Nixton couldn't make it; he's gone," she said, bursting into tears. I didn't know when the tears I was holding back fell from my eyes.
"I'm a little bit confused, Destiny," she said.
"What are you doing here?" she added.
"The mission. We believe that if we kill Beelzebub, the rate of demons might reduce, and people's blood won't be everywhere," I said.
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