Bab 138: Tulak City

The faces of the men are in total and absolute fear. I look down at his severed arm and see that its cleanly cut from my wing swipe. I look back and they immediately fall too their knees. "Pl-please... Don't ki-kill us..." The weakest of the group is the first to start begging. I wonder how men like these guys live long enough to act in such despicable ways. I slowly draw my sword and one of them squeals in fear like a little toddler.

I start making an approach, but the armless one holds up his other good arm and points at me. "YOUR AN ANGEL!!! ITS FORBIDDEN FOR YOU TO TAKE MORTALS LIVES!!! THE CHURCH HAS PREACHED THIS FOR CENTURIES!!!" He looks at me as if he's won.