"Step aside, humans," the Commander’s voice boomed. "And surrender the girl. The demons will be purged."

The bitter chill of the English winter did not bother Marbas, but it seeped deep into the bones of the blind girl holding his hand. Wisteria pulled her worn cloak tighter around herself, listening to the crunch of snow beneath the great demon’s feet.

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"And you are breathing too loudly for a wolf," Marbas countered smoothly, though he did slow his pace, guiding Wisteria with extreme care.

"You are walking too fast for a human, you old rug," Naberius scoffed, looking at Wisteria’s pale face.

Wisteria stepped forward, her sightless eyes facing the direction of the voice. She did not tremble. "Marbas is not a monster to be purged," she said, her voice small but steady. "He is my eyes. He is my family."

The air grew heavy. This was the moment of reckoning for the outcasts.