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I huffed and spread my arms wide open. "I said leave." She looked up at me, eyes with such thinking that I'm only a bug to her but she's the one who looks like a dwarf to me. "I don't take orders from an angel from enemy church." She said with what she thought was a superior voice which only ended up with a low pitched voice with a tinge of high pitch. "That doesn't mean I won't stop you nearly passing through these lines." Her face scrunched into the 'I-can't-hold-my-poop-anymore‘ face. "There is one wingless angel over a thousand nuns and other angels." The nun crossed her arms. "The ratio of nuns and angels are one to five. It seems that angels are the dominant in this religious army." I scanned the crowd. "And it also looks like these angels were only summoned. They don't have the aura that they are here because they volunteered." I added. "So what. With all these wings and swords and armors against two of your swords." The nun rolled her eyes. I made Chester smile.
Fallen
