The black-robed priest and a few nuns were chanting beneath the pulpit.
Anna Jadwin covered her mouth, stifling the pain that threatened to spill from her voice. She had so much to say, but the words wouldn't come.
Raphael Bailey reached out, his fingers gently combing through her bangs, "You are God's most perfect creation... I won't let anyone mess this up."
Suddenly there was a loud crash!
Anna Jadwin and Raphael Bailey, with red eyes, looked simultaneously towards the sound.
In a corner of the church, Wayne Bailey stood like a beast trapped in a glass box.
A whole pane of glass shattered by his strike, pieces clattered down, some splinters embedding in his flesh.
Wayne Bailey stepped out over the broken glass—
With his right hand, Demon's Kiss, utilizing the hardest gemstone area combined with all the strength he could muster, he had shattered the glass.
Because the force was too strong, his hand bones broke at the same time, sending numbness through his fist.
