“I mean it.” The scaly Nephilim said. “I will kill her.” to prove his point the black claws dug just a little deeper in the woman’s skin. A whimper escaped her lips.
Cassiel stood straighter, giving them his full attention.
“I don’t care.” he said. His voice was flat and even.
“You’re here to protect her! You can only save her if you back off.” Spit flew from the Nephilim’s mouth as he screamed at Cassiel in anger. The dark man shook his head slowly.
“You are wrong hellspawn. I am not here to save her. I am here to stop you from taking her to your master. I am not to allow her to be used by him.” Dark eyes flashed in the night. “If you kill her, my goal is still accomplished.”
First draft. If this one goes like the last, it will be HEAVILY revised, so don’t be too harsh on it. It’s still a baby snippet.
and the no frills word meter:
I have written 2,641 of 80,000 words.