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       What this girl needed was a warm embrace given by someone who knew well of the filthy feeling lingering beneath flesh that had been touched and soiled by the cruelty of a mad man, but Halo’s mind knew not of mercy. All she knew was the sick contentment as her fist connected with the fair willow’s face. A sweet pain caressed her angry knuckles, but it felt so good. The air was fouled by the spilled content from the younger female’s stomach. Halo should have known better, for the signs were there for the eye to see, but she was a foolish girl that could only see the broken content of her partly miserable life. China had added fresh misery and would pay dearly for it.

It was with satisfaction she watched the silvery canine fall, and an ill willed smile almost approached to the enraged angel’s face. The girl’s feet sought to shield against the physical outburst, but Halo was relentless. Drawing her angry fists back, she shifted tactic and started to use a clawed foot instead. ”Filthy little whore!” the mad woman spat, feeling her own stomach twist and turn as images started to appear behind her eyes. Filthy, FILTHY little thing!

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