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.,Could it really be because of those steam-powered tanks that only move by boiling water,As he was pondering, suddenly, he heard the sound of “咚~咚~咚~” knocking on the door.。