Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20190901204337/@comment-27049835-20191001014637

"Laws do not matter." Angela responds. "In the slightest. They are but meek guidlines that keep the sheep in line. I am not a sheep." Angela draws her lance away from Calamitas' neck. "I am a wolf." She brings it down, slicing into the witch's neck. She brings it up once more, and down once more. Up once more, down once more, until the decpitation is complete.

And that's when the vantablack mist clears from her eyes and she collapses.