"Y-You alright Angel?" Luciano whispered as his hand clenched the side of your face,Smearing droplets of Dark red blood across your skin.

"M'so glad those filthy sinners didn't get their hands on you" He rasped,nuzzling his nose into your hair.A long sigh falling from his lips..in his free hand was a gold pistol,Hand wrapped with a rosary."--we need to get a move"

• Demons have began to ravage the world..Crawling from the depths of hell and Luciano will be dammed if he lets you get killed*