Ch 196 - A Family

Albion was finding it a bit difficult being so tall in a house made for regular human height. The halls in Aragon Boarding School, the dorms, Sylvia's house, his own home and his parent's home. They were all made for tall people. Something Albion was standing at 7 feet tall. So to make it easier on himself, he sat down on the wooden floor. Looking at Blake and the demonic mother and child, all within a small house that only had three rooms. Similar in size to his own house, but there was no hallway, only two doors to his right that were likely both bedrooms.

Albion was in a situation he was liking less and less. Sent here to destroy what looked like a family and even kill a child.

Albion: So you're not spies, that much is clear. However, I've been told you've been in this house for a few years. No matter how much I look at it, the child hiding behind you isn't a few years old.