A Quest Ends
"Damn it all." Madonna said. "I see the spirit of light. If it looks closely, it can still recognize me."
"What, Roman?" I asked.
"Roman?"
"The cherub?"
"Yes. He's not able to stop me, but if he recognizes me, then..."
"I can distract the cherub." I said. "He hates me."
"Does he? You will be my shield against him, so that I may reach the angel?"
"I suppose after all the fights of mine you've been part of, that I owe..."
She bolted forward. "Help me! I am prisoner of this horrid titan spawn."
That was... There were better ways of doing that.
"Bwa-ha-ha! Behold my EVIL! I don't even have a mustache to twirl, because I don't NEED one. That is how evil I am."
I strode casually onto the front walkway of the church.
"FIEND! I KNOW YOU! HOW DARE YOU RETURN!"