"Aaah!"
The limping woman's legs finally gave out. Buckling beneath the pressure, she tripped and crashed to the ground with a loud thud. Damian watched as her face twisted in horror while she hurriedly rolled onto her back, her entire body trembling at the sight of the approaching demons as they closed the distance with terrifying speed.
"Lord! Lord… why hast thou… forsaken me?…." The woman's voice broke as she spoke through tears, desperately glancing back at the angel who hovered behind her. The angel simply stared down at her with a blank expression.
The angel was unmoved by her suffering. If anything, it looked as though he was waiting for her to die.
"Ooh yee of little faith…."
The angel's voice boomed through the night like rolling thunder, laced with clear disgust. However, the declaration was abruptly interrupted by the sound of loud clapping from above.
Pa! Pa!
Pa! Pa!
