Novel & Cerita Diablo Immortal Familiars

"Wait I thought witches called their pets familiars or something?" I shrug. "Some witches have familiars, but Rexall is actually a dæmon. A familiar is more like a servant, they have special abilities and a lot of them time they're connected at birth. Rexall and I are bound by a spell so we can communicate but he doesn't have to serve me," I explain. "Yeah this is way cooler than a snake made of fire," he snorts. "So why a bearded vulture—assuming you picked him yourself."

he tells me then tits his head to the carnage I left in the middle of the room. I slump into his shoulder and just breath, I feel like my lungs haven't had a proper breath since walking away from my dad's body. My heart feels heavy for my lose but somehow alive, it's all because of the man who's holding me tight to his chest while giving out orders. "My condolences Miss Diabla for your loss" says a man with a heavy Spanish accent. "The Castro. The San Torino and The Belmura Families all stand at your side, we will have allies' contracts drawn and send for you agreement in the next few days"

One of them caught his attention. Familiars. On the page was a picture of a cat, with white and black fur and bright green eyes. "Quite familiar indeed," Matthew mused, turning the page to read more about these creatures. "Familiars are spirit companions who assist witches in their magical practices. Many of them are in cat form, though advanced witches may choose to put their familiars in different forms." Matthew skimmed over the description, slightly uninterested, but two sentences at the very end caught his eye: