The gloved hands stopped her scythe and she looked at the man in awe “h-hey!? Let go!” She swung it to the side as it slipped outta her hands as she fell on the floor “shit!” She quickly crawled over to her scythe grabbing the handle
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“This is my favorite demon. His name is Claude.” Alois introduced, looking upon the reaper as she managed to collect her weapon. Unfortunately for her, the butler only stepped on her hand, waiting for his master’s instruction. Of course, it rendered her temporarily immobile. After all, it didn’t seem like Alois wanted Iris dead just yet.
“Mind you, there are many more where he came from. Demons don’t take their meals lightly, you know.” He giggles, kneeling before the befallen girl. “I’m a damn good one too, Miss Reaper.”












