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Damon

Still stained with blood and some pieces of gore, I sat on the now ruined trunk of my car as I pulled out my phone and called Dave. "Let's just say that my car is totaled and I need a ride. I'll bring the chopper and ride away. Send me your location, sir."

"I'm in front of the old... the current Riccioletti Estate. Although the place is basically nothing right now, but you'll see me," I told him hurriedly.

"Understood, sir. Give me a few minutes."

"Are we flying again?" Raven asked from the floor. The man lay on his back with his arms spread wide and his legs apart. He was initially staring at the sky, but when I took the call, his eyes turned to me.

"Do you have a problem with that?" I asked, sitting out slightly.

"You know I have a problem with flying," he said as he sat up slightly.

"So, would you like to run back to the house?"

"No," he said, pouting like a child.

"Then shut up and lie back on the ground and keep staring at the sky," I commanded as I laid back against the tr