[ It was so very satisfying, that sweet tone of desperation she could hear in Terrance's voice, the coppery smell of Katurian's blood. They were, in the end, only children. Stripped of their powers, they were so vulnerable. So unlike their last encounter. The tables had turned.
And Angelica knew better than anyone-- bad children needed to be punished. The needed to learn.
She let Terry pull at Katurian's body. She knew they wouldn't get far. The futility of the gesture amused her. But she wouldn't make them wait long, oh no. She had something special for Terrance Ward. Angelica reached into her coat for a needle, stalking towards her two would-be vigilantes. ]
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And Angelica knew better than anyone-- bad children needed to be punished. The needed to learn.
She let Terry pull at Katurian's body. She knew they wouldn't get far. The futility of the gesture amused her. But she wouldn't make them wait long, oh no. She had something special for Terrance Ward. Angelica reached into her coat for a needle, stalking towards her two would-be vigilantes. ]
Whatever do you think you're doing, dear.