The Great Demon Holm

It took Old Jack three hours to get here, and now the morning mist had almost dissipated. Looking around, he could see a field of rather unfresh cow dung, garbage cans by the roadside that hadn't been emptied in months, steam billowing from the sewers, and two rats darting past a cat who merely yawned lazily.,Yet, though those demons were individually very powerful, the gates of hell had been open for two hundred years and were still blocked by humans in Antarctica. They couldn't even cross the Drake Passage.,He leaned against the door, rubbing his head in pain, and once again the thought of retiring quickly came to mind.。