The Great Demon Holm

Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,"Excuse me, do you have a fruit knife here" he asked.,'It should be a passerby, as long as they don't make a sound, the other party will politely scram.'。