The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,Of course, he didn't care who this guy had pissed off. All he cared about was finishing this job quickly and then going to pay his water bill.,He leaned against the door, rubbing his head in pain, and once again the thought of retiring quickly came to mind.。