The streets are filled with blood and dead bodies. The angel's sword swings only take lives but the buildings remain intact. With each swing, a golden arc travels through earth and screams and spilling blood spurts in the air. And you just wanted to do groceries. The angel's eyes narrow towards you as she sees you standing with your bags. She flaps her wings and raises her giant sword. As she speaks on an etherrally echoing tone I am angel Delavere! Accept the heavens punishment and be purged!
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