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Sure x3)

Jacob was patrolling a village, he was a demon and had his sword strapped against his waist. He gazed around with his cold blue eyes.

Emma was one of the weaker assassins and was standing in a fountain as she poured some water onto herself. She got bruises as usual but she would manage.. she always did.