[Michael's POV]
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"Now, now… let's not cross the line, shall we?" I spoke as I held his arm in my hand. While we actually came here to find out more about Dark Oracle, didn't expect to find a two horned demon here… and then there is that child..
My eyes observed that black-haired, black eyed child calmly standing there as he analyzed my entire being. He is not normal, is he? Well, we will get to that later. Angela and Irene should already be up there dealing with the leaders of The Vintage. For now, let's deal with the mess here.
"Who are you?" That demon spoke as he looked at me with a confused expression. I saw the arm in my hand withering at a rapid rate while another grew out of his shoulders as he turned at me.
