f mentally. What exactly was his master getting at. He

n was capable of things he wasn't yet aware of, but gambling on someone's life in

ked just for clarification. The sentence still sounded strange to him

won't repeat myself" Marcel

t for three days right?" Marcelo inquir

firmed while noddin

ak with one more person. Whatever this Michael of a person agreed with was what he was going to do. If this stranger was willing to risk his life to save t

al tone. If he tried to ask with a polite tone, then his master wouldn't take him seriously. He wa

ok in his master's eyes, but he refused to be intimidated. Once he wavered or yielded even a bit to his master's stare,

an. Go to bed" Marcelo dismissed b

to people. He had just spent few hours with Michael and they had become friends in such a short time. Michael was as open as ever, and despite his entire

sure this fantasy of capturing the grim reaper was fueled because of his obsession for bringing the Quinns d

rcelo said without a second thought. Michael had already given up on life, and with the idea of his dea

he hadn't been a little more forgiving and less selfish, then the boy wouldn't even be here in the fir

eet and he couldn't believe them entirely. He had agreed without persuasion, and hadn't even asked for anything in return if he survived. Sebastian had already told h

greement. He knew he was being selfish but he didn't really care. Even if it meant throwing away his

s and it was finally here. There was no way he was letting this opportunity pass him by, failing was not an option. He couldn't fail, he won'

ns he couldn't allow the boy take on exorcism works on his own. He was still weak, both physically

but he was a Quinn now, and Quinns were known to be strong and hea

already gone to bed and was snoring lightly. He pitied her a little before getting back to what he had

ning few minutes would be for a quick meditation. He had full confidence in himself and could almost smell his victory, but decided to be pessimistic. He was going up aga