บท 152: Chapter 152

Warning: Graphic descriptions of violence and gore, if you can't handle that, just ask for a summary and I'll gladly give you one.

-Rosemoor-

He picked up the bag and wore it, strangely calm for all the hellish chaos brewing within, he then turned to see that he was surrounded by five Angels, all wielding their swords without any intention to attack.

"What happened?" He asked casually.

The one Angel that he had previously had a conversation with, studied him warily. "Why do you care-"

He barely had all of his words out before he was pinned up against the wall of a nearby building with Andras' sword running through his right shoulder. His scream of pain rattled off the wooden platform but no one came running.

"What happened?" Andras asked again, voice flat.