
Punkie felt the thud of the mace hit her body. The orange that covered her sight seemed to grow darker, almost to black.
"God... ********.... damnit..." She said slowly, smiling back at the tealblood, or where she thought he was.
"Thats some good ******** mirth you got." She said as the black grew and her legs stopped supporting her. He was good, the tealblood. It was obvious what the Messiahs were telling her, they were saying he was a good one, a good one to convert. She stopped thinking before her body hit the ground.
Hp: DEAD