C187 Space-time technique

When I had pretty much finished smoking the cigarette, he nodded at me.

I understood what this nod meant. I liked to deal with smart people and bet on it! Betting that he will become my subordinate, since I'm not a ghost, I'm just working in the Underworld, and the collection of corpses isn't lacking at all.

He descended from the sky and kicked the head of the posturing prisoner into the ground