[RL with Travis Motherfucking Touchdown]

[seechainsaw]

Giriko didn't quite know how he'd gone from being worried Henry's head had been cut off, to standing outside the church where he now lived, waiting for Henry's brother to come over and get his ass handed to him.

But he was here, his sharp teeth bared in an eager grin, dust swirling around his boots. The church behind him looked derelict and sad, alone in the middle of endless Death Valley desert and scrub. The only interesting feature besides the church itself was a misshapen stone statue. The golem was completely motionless for now, awaiting its master's command.

Giriko might be cocky, and he might like a good fight, but he had no intention of getting impaled by Travis' light saber. He'd use the golem if he needed to, just as he had against Henry. Travis was probably pretty good, but Giriko had 800 years of experience on him, and was a demon weapon. He was confident.

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"Apologies, but there are several occasions when I need Giriko to be in one piece," Justin coolly replied to Travis. He turned his head just enough to make sure he could see Giriko's lips moving without losing sight of their current opponent. "Then you probably shouldn't be bragging about it, hm?"