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.,Jack thought, with such a loathsome disposition, it would be understandable for someone to want to buy his life.,"Well... how many customers does this place usually get"。