"Souls!" Angel Reaper's voice sounded again, sounding coarse. Noting that she said she wouldn't hurt him, he scoffed. "Yeah, and I'm the queen of Elfenau!" he rasped. that particular location was in his latest Emina book. He didn't pay attention to her reaction to the mentioning of it. Running at the spirit, he shot magma from his gullet as a warning shot, not hitting her, but close enough she could feel the heat of the attack. "If you know what's good for you, you will leave me alone! You're not the first spirit I've killed, and you won't be the last if you decide to follow."<br/><br/>Angel Reaper was soon running away from the spirit. Why hadn't he just killed her and been done with it? She wasn't any different from the others, was she? He wandered into another alley, this one had a homeless man in it. he quickly killed the old man, figuring he wouldn't be missed and siphoned his life energy as he died. Sighing in relief as he reverted to his human state, he went back to the bookstore and grabbed his belongings. Noting that the drunken man was leaving, he followed him at a leisurely pace and when they were secluded, killed him out of spite for destroying the front of the bookstore. Taking the man's wallet, he looked inside. "Hoho! Jackpot! Does he carry ALL his money in one wallet?" He smirked, not realizing a certain alley with a spirit was right next to him. As he started walking, he caught sight of her in his peripheral vision. "Shit." he breathed. He couldn't turn Klaimor in front of her! it would blow his cover! He started running again. "I said it before and I'll say it again. Fuck my life."