Duivel smiled. “I’m used to it.”
"You’re use to angels hunting you down?" She raised an eyebrow. "How do you get use to that?"
“Well they’ve been doing it for… 8,475 years?” He nodded.
"Damn, you’re old." She pulled away and laughed slightly. "I’m sure you have a million stories. What are some of the things you’ve seen?"
He thougt. “The Black Plague.” He said.
"Was it as bad as the books say?"


















