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My world swam red.
"Asshole!" My wings unfurled, knocking a flaming torch from the wall. The flame guttered, plunging us into shadow. I continued ranting to the air. "If he thought I was going to kill him before, I am going to double kill that bastard now!" Yes, I become an incoherent eighties action star when I'm angry, glib catchphrases and all.
"Lady, calm yourself, please!"
Spin was hopping around at my feet as I strutted down the corridor. My wings were unfurled as much as the passage would allow and I was taking out every torch we passed. I didn't care. Their puny flames couldn't hurt me.
"He's torturing him, isn't he?"
"Yes." Spin was making every effort to speak as he coughed and sputtered beside me.
"And everybody gets to watch, don't they?"
"Yes."
"How long?"
