"Pie, would you help me avoid this fight by being sacrificed for the greater good? Or rather I fight this truce and pray for a good outcome?" He posed the hardest question to her.
"I…So I…but what if you don't make it?" Sincerely, she asked, as worry was evident in her gaze.
"My dear wife, then I guess it is my time to leave the earth." He playfully joked but Angel's expression wasn't friendly, so he had to stop.
"Do me a favor of staying by Phillip's side no matter what, protecting you is more important than my life now. Who knows if you are already with child," looking down at her stomach, he made her promise him.
"This is wrong, you are wrong." She scolded.
Turning away from her, he commanded, "Get her something to cover her nose with, that field is dusty. And remember the number of heads that would roll if she is not alive when I am done." He also warned and glanced at Angel for the last time before walking away.
