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People from the church of night were followers of the Dark Lord, Satan himself. They all had the ability of sensing other witches per their familiars, and Ambrose’s trust golden retriever Leviathan always alerted him of other individuals who gave off the same energy given to them by the Dark Lord.
Ambrose had been walking with his companion in the hotel bar, ignoring any possible signs that didn’t allow animals because truly didn’t care. He had been helping his cousin with training, and trying to figure out exactly where his Aunties were and how on Satan’s earth were they going to get back to Greendale and their time period.
Ambrose hadn’t realized that his companion had walked off until the drink was already ordered and in his hand. The dog was currently being pet by a man that Ambrose had never seen before, but something about him automatically gave off a very dark vibe. “I guess you can say he has great taste in men.” He took a sip of his drink, leaning against the wall. “And he’s also very attracted towards magic users.”