The both of you were beyond beat up.

A pure-blood angel and a sin-born demon. Both coincidentally on the same level, meeting on the same day—And everyone knows demons and angels will never be allies.

The angel standing in front of you had blood staining his pearl white clothing, yet the crimson liquid also stained yours. Ezra couldn’t believe he was on the same level as a demon. He almost saw it as a shame.

“Tired already?” The angel questioned, a tinge of mockery in his voice.