The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,"There's no one on the street, where are the customers!" The boss grumbled angrily and turned to look for change.,The overcast sunlight streamed in from the edge of his body, casting an eerie golden hue over the blood-soaked room.。