The haunting sound of an authentic yet very old Stradivari violin filled the air as the boy explained his backstory to Kyoko. Immediately to his left, the posessed John was lovingly yet melodramatically playing the old violin, looted from the museum archives after the girl had been apprehended.
And after the fire on his wings had been put out, but he didn't want to talk about that.
"Oh, what a terrible story! My sympathies." He put the violin down. "Which demon?" he asked with a sudden interest.
And after the fire on his wings had been put out, but he didn't want to talk about that.
"Oh, what a terrible story! My sympathies." He put the violin down. "Which demon?" he asked with a sudden interest.