His black cloak was frayed at the hems, and the cloak's hood sat heavily on his head, He carried a staff which was a greyish color It glowed the lightest color of white. His face was covered by the shadow from his hood. As i looked down and saw his skeletal hand holding the staff .. i knew who it was.
He tilted his head a bit and stared at me silently. After a moment he broke the silence. "So nice to see you Delilah."
"What do you want?" i coldly replied. "I simply wanted to visit, thats all." He replied softly.
"The angel of death does not just show up for a vist." i snapped.
"True, true.' he sighed' The real reason i came is that i havent been able to watch you lately."
"I am able to read one's soul, and watch what you are doing, thinking and feeling at that very moment." He explained.
"I have no soul."
"That would explain.' he muttered' who took it? may i ask?"
I turned and pointed at Daelek.