Digging through before the battle.
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“Are you saying that you are choosing to defy him? Are you crazy, Mathilda?!” Paulina exclaimed, looking at the archangel who’s soullessly looking in front of her. “He said to never seek help with the fallen kings! Why are you choosing to feed your ego and never be contended? You lived for 500 years without him, Math!” she scowled.
Ignoring her words, Mathilda just stared at her broken domain- there is nothing but a monochromatic forest with traces of blue, orange, and black. The pieces of evidence of the payback she got from taking a man and the memories of the threat she indirectly got made her feel anger burn inside her more despite showing an indifferent expression. “His father.”
Hearing her mutter something but inaudible enough, Paulina mo
