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Smiling, Kalore nodded and wrote, "What's the chance for us meeting up with anything of either kind that is a threat?" He figured that they would meet up with a lot of people that wanted them dead and such, but they could also handle a lot of people...He only wanted to know of the threats. Rave and Kalore could hold their own against a lot more people. If Rave went against Lucien...I'm sure he would be gone...If we had Eldin under watch, then we could see if he came back or not... That man was still a threat...More than likely this would be the last peaceful night that they had.

((I don't think so...They may have, but yeah, I really don't think they have yet.))

Monty considered that question and rubbed his chin in serious thinking. He looked at Kalore and shook his head. "There is a fifty fifty chance only because if there is someone strong enough and smart enough to know how to disable Gambler's protective wards over the city or at least find a hint of her aura, then a threat will come but Angels and Demons like to work discreetly and will try to find away to take their target quietly. It's all about being careful and depending on what their reasons are it could only end in dire conditions. I hope we don't have anyone going after Gambler because she is mine to kill and no one else's." He said, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.

At least, he was willing to stand by Gambler and fight with her to defeat their enemies and to just continue living until it was the right time to fight against each other. There would possibly be a two on one with the two Seraphs ganging up on Monty but Gambler was a warrior of respect and had the same thoughts and opinions as Monty. Monty was her's to fight and possibly kill. He was her prey and vice versa. Since all three fell and learned to live among wild natives from a distance time period, those instincts still live in them. They could be savage instead of beautiful fighters that everyone depicted in art. Gambler took in the savage, heathen part of that time period and to this day can growl and roar like an animal that they learned among a tribe of Were-Jaguars. Again, this was from a distance past that stuck with them like glue.

Monty nodded. "I want her to burn in hell but she finds that idea......" He scowled. "She finds that idea fun. She knows who my father is and is supposedly friends with the man." He shrugged slightly. That was the insane and most endearing thing about Gambler. She wasn't afraid of psycho Devils. "They can be one or the other or....." Monty sat straighter in his chair. "Or they can be like me. Both intelligent and powerful and I highly doubt there is such thing as a demon better than me." Only because he was the only one known in the human world.

Monty nodded and sat back more relaxed. "Don't worry. In this group the whole world could not know that you exist. The whole world know's that the Great Seraphs Kyoshi and Gambler of Heaven are dead because they made it so. I on the other hand don't have that option because I am a demon and I don't have to hide." He said. "You have anymore questions?"

Monty considered that question. No one ever asked that. "Um....Someone has to be up and alert. You never know if someone is trying to get in and be a assassin or is going to throw a bomb. Then again....Does your kind do that?" He asked, slightly curious about what the elfs can and can't do.

Monty gave a rare 'oh' look and nodded. "I see. Is there anything that we should know about elves that might benefit our protection?" He didn't care for defeating any because he could figure that out on his own. He just wanted to be able to dodge anything he didn't know about.