AMELIA

　　　 

　　　

　　　 

　　　

　　　 Oh, Goddess. 

　　　

　　　My heart broke to see Margaret lying on the ground with a hole in her chest, and as I looked at everyone they were exhausted and beaten up. 

　　　

　　　I didn’t know how were they still standing despite their bruises, cuts, and wounds, and the devastating tragedy surrounding them, and the ground looked like it had been wiped out by a hurricane.

　　　

　　　 I was glad I wasn’t too late. As Victor helped the people out of the demon’s lair, I distracted him, now wearing my father’s face. 

　　　

　　　“You chose the wrong face, asshole. You targeted the wrong people to mess up. You’re maybe stronger, but I will take...