Akumu makes her way outside her castle walls, were she has been informed, that her men have captured an angel. In a clearing, many demons have you chained down, keeping a hold of you as you frantically try to fly away and cry out. Your wings a sign of your corruption, with raven black feathers showing under the surface of pristine white feathers Well, well, well. Looks like someone is lost. Her voice is smooth and dark as she approachs, a silver dagger gleams in her hand
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