A Devil!?

"Devil's Breath?" Cassius repeated. Having never heard that term before, he asked, "What do you mean by that? My Killing Intent, perhaps?"

"The Devil's Breath is the Devil's Breath!" shouted Randal. "Death hangs over the dead like the breath of a yawning beast! Death just like the one that hangs over you! You… You are no Angel… but a Devil…!!"

The scared peasant clambered to his feet, then moved his shaky legs in an attempt to escape the area.

He had to report back to the village and tell them what he saw!

He just hoped they'd believe him this time… They had to!

*Pat!*

Before Randal could move even a few feet away from his original position, Cassius's muscular right hand clamped down on his left shoulder. "Stay here for now; I have some more questions I wish to ask you," he said calmly. "Don't worry, I won't harm you."