"Oh, viloet," it's me indigo. She sang her name. "Oh, lovely, they're names after color." Thor chimed. Indigo threw the first hit. Then pure uter Kaos. "Kaos, you're thinking well that's not very descriptive." Let's imagine twilight battel scene. Got it? Good now, let's add the Rated R version. Blood, heads, arms flying in all directions, few hearts flying out of chests. Down to the main four men. With the three hell hounds. In a mortal combat voice, it's time to finish them. Let's see who this mystery jerk is, shall we?
Ripping the last two hellhounds apart their masters looking at them as they were nothing. It's just a pawn in this messed-up game. The fouth hell hound once again is linking back his. Faith linked everyone and said about leaving him alone. If anything attack with no letha
