Gloom

Chapter 58

I growled. I didn't know how to try otherwise. Maybe I had to do some other step, maybe it didn't work out in the open, or maybe I needed something grotesque like spilling my blood on the bracelet or something. I continued advancing a couple of meters, and leaned against a fence made of logs slightly covered with mold. He would have to find a way to help Claire until bloody Azazziel deigned to appear again, since he could never know when she would be the next time she saw him.

Suddenly, from one second to the next, the atmosphere became colder.

-What do you want?

I jumped and turned around.

The image in front of me puzzled me.

Azazziel was bare-chested, and for some reason seemed unaffected by the currents of wind that made the leaves of the trees move. I frowned when I realized that his chest was swelling and contracting due to his heavy breathing... Just as I could also be aware of the light layer of sweat that covered him. However, instead of looking tired, he looked more imposing