"My god!" Nerezza backed off, but soon she backed into another Crazed Angel.
She was surrounded from all sides, and all she could see was those creepy, eternal grins that didn't have any sense of mercy or compassion.
The Crazed Angel at the front leaned forward to her and said, "Your blood is far from pure. A murderer. However, we're hungry!"
Nerezza looked up at him and suddenly started grinning as well. "You think I will cower in fear? You shall learn to fear me!"
"Arrogance of mortals never ceases to amaze me." The Crazed Angel formed a fist with his right that soon started burning with dark flames.
'How can he hold conversation with Nerezza without ears?' Oldman wondered. 'Is there another way they can hear? If I can find how, maybe I can still use my music Magick.'
"I know what you're thinking." Lionel walked next to him, looking like one of the Crazed Angels.
