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"Quiet," Saturnino muttered, drawing a circle on the metal roof. "It's time to work." -blacked- Athena Faris - Tight Schedule -07.09.... File
Saturnino Satanas sat on the rusted edge of the jeepney roof, the Manila skyline burning with neon lights and smog. It was raining, but the water hissed and evaporated before it touched his skin. He hadn’t meant to turn up the heat; the Satanas blood was boiling again.
Saturnino reached into his jacket and pulled out a piece of chalk and a vial of salt. Old magic. The kind that hurt to use. But the thing crawling out of the sewer grate below wasn't a problem for a gun.
Below him, the streets were congested, but he wasn’t looking at the cars. He was looking at the shadows. They were moving against the flow of traffic, weaving between the tires—shadows that didn’t belong to anything human.