Spirit slowly stood and turned to face everyone. He grinned briefly, ran a hand back through his hair as he cleared his throat, and his expression grew nervous as blue eyes began slowly scanning the small crowd. And then, Stein felt a familiar warmth hovering at the edges of his wavelength. He hid behind the pillar, holding his breath. "And for the final piece...one witch soul!"
Rated: K+ - English - Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 1,534 - Follows: 1 - Published: 12h - Franken Stein, Mira N., Sid B., Spirit A./Death Scythe - Complete