"What took you so long?" There was relief yet anger in Doyle's voice. "We've been waiting for you, some sort of demon out there. Cordy saw it in her vision, sounds like the nasty sort."
Doyle glanced over Angel and noticed the sword. "You found a sword?" That was good. "Got anything else?"
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Doyle glanced over Angel and noticed the sword. "You found a sword?" That was good. "Got anything else?"