[ There's a moment where Persephone looks around, seeming to consider the warning. Then she shrugs. ]
It's not my city.
[ And to be honest, she's not too fussed if a few feathers have to be singed, as long as they aren't hers. As for civilians dead, well... that's nothing new. There's an almost lazy wave toward Uriel's master minder. Sorry, dear. At least you might die for a good cause. ]
And a curse may mean nothing to you, Belial, but the Erinyes are coming. A curse in my name means they have your scent, and they will find you, no matter what happens here.
[ The first of the corpses begin to shuffle in now, skeletal hands pulling open doors. If her power were intact, she could make them move the way they once did, but she's already overdoing it. Belial says that the explosion may not do much to them, and it may not, but the power she is exerting may do it for him -- but she won't let it until after they have him. ]
And, of course, it now seems the angels are coming. If you have anything else you'd like to say, you ought to say it quickly.
[ More vines crawl, seeking out the explosives as best they can. Fire will consume them, but it's the most she can do about that, and mostly done as an afterthought. ]
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It's not my city.
[ And to be honest, she's not too fussed if a few feathers have to be singed, as long as they aren't hers. As for civilians dead, well... that's nothing new. There's an almost lazy wave toward Uriel's master minder. Sorry, dear. At least you might die for a good cause. ]
And a curse may mean nothing to you, Belial, but the Erinyes are coming. A curse in my name means they have your scent, and they will find you, no matter what happens here.
[ The first of the corpses begin to shuffle in now, skeletal hands pulling open doors. If her power were intact, she could make them move the way they once did, but she's already overdoing it. Belial says that the explosion may not do much to them, and it may not, but the power she is exerting may do it for him -- but she won't let it until after they have him. ]
And, of course, it now seems the angels are coming. If you have anything else you'd like to say, you ought to say it quickly.
[ More vines crawl, seeking out the explosives as best they can. Fire will consume them, but it's the most she can do about that, and mostly done as an afterthought. ]