They do succeed.
They do succeed.
Broken, you beg to know how many more deaths you have to endure.
They smile.
It's not even 10% yet.
Broken, you beg to know how many more deaths you have to endure.
They smile.
It's not even 10% yet.
The group look among themselves. "But there's six of us..?"
The angel continues to smile. "Oh, well, one of you REEKS of sin. Sorry."
They reach down and grab one of them in a fist.
"I'll get rid of it."
The angel won't stop smiling.
The group look among themselves. "But there's six of us..?"
The angel continues to smile. "Oh, well, one of you REEKS of sin. Sorry."
They reach down and grab one of them in a fist.
"I'll get rid of it."
The angel won't stop smiling.