Ferid spoke up, “…So, why did you come here today, again?”
Why indeed, Crowley wondered. The memory was hazy. He had lived as a vampire for too long.
Still, Crowley answered, unsheathing the sword, “For revenge.”
“Revenge for what?”
“…”
“For turning you into a vampire? Or because you’re angry about your precious comrades getting killed?”
“…”
“By the way, do you remember their names? The names of those comrades of yours from the past?”