Demon Hunters: Back from the Dead – Page 12
I’d have hung on to that Holy Rebar if I was Gabe. Shockingly effective!
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Closeup on Jim's feet. The rebar clatters to the ground where Gabriel threw it, throwing up sparks. The Holy Fire sputters out and dies.
Gabriel stares Jim in the face. His expression is serious and intense. Jim folds the newspaper and stares back.
GABRIEL: Jim, you sonofabitch. That...was...
Gabriel's got a huge grin on his face. Jim tucks the paper back in his coat.
GABRIEL: ...Awesome! Christ, that felt good! Thanks, buddy! I needed that.
SILENT JIM: Any time.
Gabriel sits in the open side door of the van, wiping the gross off his face. Jim leans next to him agains the front passenger door.
GABRIEL: What the hell was I doing, Jim? So I got knocked down. Big deal! Time to get back up and keep fighting.
SILENT JIM: Sounds good. What's the plan?