The inquisitor made his way to the end of the street, stepping into a pool of black blood. He continued his way, nodding at the other inquisitor who looked a bit sick. He stopped abruptly, closing the book he had open in his left hand, looking up at the pile of white daemon corpses. At top the pile sat a figure. He wore a long red coat, the white x on his back stained with blood, as was the rest of his clothes. His golden hair, however was left untouched. He red eyes glowing, making him all the more menacing.

"Prime Inquisitor Edgar Lionharte," Damien Hunter said, bowing down.

"Ah...Damien. Forget about you for a second."

"You usually do." Damien replied sarcastically.

"So, what's up."

"Prime Alyssa Zola has made her report, confirming our suspicions."

"Ho." Edgar said with a smile, "Good." Edgar stood up, stretching a little. Two other inquisitors appeared, waiting for Edgar's command.

"Shall we then?"

A Half-breed. Right in front of them. As much as Spen loved to fight, he knew this wasn't a fight he wanted to be involved in. Sure he had defeated white daemons before, but this was just to much. Blake on the other hand was disadvantaged. No dagger meant no way to harm the half-breed. Which also meant no access to the hollow.

The half-breed charged at them, punching the ground, throwing the two back with a powerful shockwave. It whipped round, hitting Blake back with its tail. Spen tried to get up only to be shot with a vestorer. Had he not blocked it with his hollow, he'd have had a hole in his body.

[Haven't had a good meal in a looong time. The only good one was that inquisitor with the spear. And to think that my next meal will just drop itself in front of me. YEESSSS!!!]

Blake staggered to his feet, his body shaking from the attack. He could feel his bones rattling. Spen, stood up as well, black claws on both hands. He charged forward, striking at the half-breed's leg. The half-breed stepped out of the way but was unable to stop the second attack from Spen's left hand. Spen jumped back and lashed at the half-breed with his black tail, jumping to Blake's side.

"C'mon, don't just stand there!" Spen cried.

"What the hell should I do?! Kill him?"

"Him? How the hell do you..." Spen stopped as he blocked the attack from the half-breed's tail. He staggered back as the half-breed made a lunge for Spen. Blake intercepted the attack, hitting it on the back and, with great force, kicked the half-breed out of the building. Blake took a deep breath, stepping back.

"You can see the human inside?" Spen asked.

"Its not like the others. Its faint but he's still there."

"Then lets kill him, then." Spen said as he got up.

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"NOOO!" Blake said, holding Spen by the collar. "We can't, we have to at least try and save him."

"This again?" Spen groaned. "Look I get that you think that you can save them but you can't. You already tried that before."

"And if I succeed?"

"He's stays a half-breed. Gets sent to a lab to be dissected and then they make more. The cycle will not end. Let him die."

"And live with the fact that I didn't save someone when I had the chance!"

"You can't save everyone!" Spen said, grabbing Blake's shirt. "Besides, you're an inquisitor, it isn't your job to save people. Your job is to kill daemon."

"And he is BOTH!"

The half-breed charged in swiftly thrusting its fist at them. A barrier however formed between them and pushed the half-breed back.

Spen grunted and let go of Blake. "I don't have time to argue with you. But if you really want to save him," Spen raised his hands, "then try stopping me. Right here, right now!"

"What?!" Blake said in confusion.

"I'm going to kill that half-breed over there. If you really want to stop me, then put me down, right here, right now!"

"We don't have time for that!" Blake cried.

"Oh hell we do!" Spen replied, a twisted smile on his face. "I don't give a damn whether he lives or dies, but you do. So if you want to stop me, you're going to have to put me down. But then if you put me down, you'll have your chances of capturing him reduced. Not to mention that it might kill other people around. So what are you going to do?"

"Damn you!"

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO DO, BLAKE ALDERWOLF!!"

Blake zipped past Spen as the half breed lunged at the latter. Blake kicked it in the face, sending it flying backwards. The half breed fire a blast of energy at Spen, which Spen rolled out of the way. He charged up a black energy ball and fired it at the half breed, causing it to black it with its arm. The half breed grunted as Blake landed a few hits on its abdomen. It staggered back, flailing its tail in a haphazard manner, preventing either of the two from approaching it and breaking the ground as well. Through the dust, it fired another vestorer, which Blake blocked with his barrier. The half breed rushed to Blake's side to take a big bite at Blake only to be countered by Spen

"We make a great team!" Spen exclaimed.

"Would you shut up!" Blake said

"He ain't relenting though. Plus he's almost full white."

"I know that." Blake said.

"Do you know what happens when they become full white?"

"What? They become stronger?"

"Twice as much."

"No kidding?"

[Better hurry then, my dear dishes." The half-breed said, [I can feel the energy rising in my veins!!]

"Their voices always gets me, you know." Spen said.

"I'll cover you. Go!" Blake ordered. Spen charged full speed, his arms and legs covered in black claws. He began to pound the half-breed with a barrage of fists, some being countered by the half-breed. The half breed swiped at him only for Spen to dodge, followed by a surprise upper kick to the face by Blake, who then, with his aura, punched the half breed squarely in the jaw, landing at its feet. He stepped back for Spen who performed another barrage. The half-breed slammed Spen out of the way, firing small burst of vestorers at Blake who run around the building, evading every single one of them. Out of frustration, the half breed rushed at the boy, stumbling as he crashed into some of the pillars in an attempt to get to Blake. Blake, rushed at the wall and run up, jumping over the half-breed, with a ball of white licht energy in his right hand.

"Soul: Cross glaive." Blake said as he fired the shot at the half-breed. The shot diffused into the half-breeds body and then suddenly burst out out of it, four white spikes poking out of it. The half-breed fell to its knees.

"Is it...?"

"No," Blake replied. "I won't kill it."

"Whatever you say, my liege. But point still stands, we make a great team." Spen said, shoving his fist at Blake. Blake ignored him.

"You've got a phone?"

"Nah."

"Great. I'm going to look around. We need backup..."

[Too...late]

Blake and Spen both froze as the half-breed stood on its feet. I began to laugh as red energy could be seen passing through its body. Its horns were now fully grown, its eyes bright yellow and spikes began to protrude from its back. Its daemon aura could now be felt, a horrible feeling of despair and dread.

It had evolved to a full daemon.