Chapter 3   I growled as I made my way back to the base, my arms
felt numb and I clenched my teeth every time I stepped on the
ground. I remember the bloody battle, killing the captain was
too easy with a silent shot. Getting into the base and locking
the gates was even easier, I quickly killed all those dusk's one
by one throwing explosives at them and shooting my bullets. I
let others help me with snipers, but I was the only one in the
action. If worse came to worse, I would have my dagger to claw
at my foes.  Through all that trial and effort, all that uproar
I didn't even get to see prince Ian! Not ONCE did I see his
black shadowy wings and heartless icy glare, and much to my
dissatisfaction I couldn't strangle the life out of him when his
'superior angel team' fell before my tactics. I shook my fists,
bickering and deeply panting. I was tired but too enraged to
care, even the snipers were too afraid to face my wrath and
fury. For I was the angel reaper, I was the most fearsome person
on the planet. I was