“Come on Cherry. Archangel wants us in the Pit most Rikki Tick,” First Sergeant Wilcox said, as he hurried across the crowded cafeteria. Billy wasn’t quite done with the dry vanilla sheet cake that was …Would you like to know more?
Rabdos snapped his fingers. Parchment, a quill, and ink appeared floating in the air before him. He snatched the quill, dipped it in the ink, and began to write on the parchment in an elegant …Would you like to know more?
Rabdos leapt off the work table swinging his axe at the young angel. She screamed a battle cry and raised her sword to parry the blow. Just as the weapons would have collided the angel …Would you like to know more?
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