The night was still young.
The surface of the lake was still and soft, like the back of a radiant young woman calling her spouse over to bed.
The water rippled ever so softly from time to time and the wind was so chilly, one would be worried the lake would freeze over at any moment.
However, it didn't.
Cain put the communicator down in front of him.
Projected from the communicator was a rather familiar face. One he hadn't seen in person for some time now.
"Sentry, huh..."
Staring at the holographic display of Azazel, Cain couldn't help but feel like the Demon was immune to change.
"The Guardian of the Silver Moon. First born son of Darkness and the eternal companion of the Everlasting Willow Tree."
Cain raised a brow,
"That's quite the name. Then this Sentry must be a rather powerful Celestial, right?"
Azazel chuckled,
"No, quite the opposite. But, it is a loyal one."
Cain could see a strange look appear in the Demon's eyes.
