Castiel and Bruha navigated the bustling streets of Harbovil, determined to find something Castiel could eat. Demons of all shapes and sizes bustled about the streets, creating a chaotic symphony of sound and motion.
Yet, even after several minutes of walking, they still couldn't find any food vendors. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and sulfur, but not a hint of anything edible.
Every turn revealed more demons locked in violent brawls, their snarls echoing through the air. Bruha dodged a stray punch as two demons brawled on the sidewalk.
But that was no longer surprising since in this world, killing was legal, and violence was as common as breathing. Castiel glanced at Bruha, who seemed unfazed by the chaos.
Suddenly, a delicious aroma cut through the usual stench, catching Castiel's attention.
