"Damian..." Clara gasped softly, but the words died in her throat before she could continue.
Ever since joining the Order of Moses, she had been exposed to the hidden side of the world ordinary humans never knew existed. She had seen demons butcher innocent people, angels wage unseen wars across the globe, and monsters capable of erasing entire cities if left unchecked.
Yet through all of those experiences, every time she remembered the Damian she once knew, she could never find any resemblance between him and those creatures.
The Damian she remembered smiled. He laughed and cared about ordinary people. He rarely got embarrassed but it occasionally happens.
He was human.
But the towering giant standing before her now looked no different from the demons she had spent months hunting.
For the first time, a frightening thought entered her mind.
Was it because she left?
Had her absence driven him down this path?
