May 28, 2013
Our hero's eyes narrowed. It wasn't because he thought of the three strangers as hostile enemies, but rather people in general. He wasn't fond of other living, breathing people I'm afraid. Blitz was a loner by nature and tended to stay away from anything that talked or moved. A charmed life he lives. Anyway, it looks like he's going to say something.
"One of you smells weird," he stated dully, "I think it's you, the guy with the white hair. You smell like..." His eyes narrowed further. "...You smell like a demon."
