"What are you doing?"
A voice that Cent did not hear for a couple of days already popped up and the source of it was standing between her and Apollo Sky, who was equally startled as her.
"Damon," said Crescent.
With her crossed arms before her, a brow rose on instinct. A pair of eyes that resembled emerald gems flickered.
For the nth time, her interrogation with Apollo Sky the Loyal was interrupted again. Standing between her and Apollo Sky was Damon the Prideful.
She continued, "You are utterly late. It took you what, a couple of days? Is that really how incompetent you are, son of Lucifer?"
"So, you are the employer he was talking about." Apollo Sky pointed at her to which Cent replied with a shrug.
Damon turned to Cent's direction and the next thing they knew, a loud thud echoed inside the stale and darkened dungeon.