Blow away the white angel.
From Create Your Own Story
The second both barrel of the shotgun are loaded, you immediately snap it shut and lean it back so it's pointing over your left shoulder. Without a second's hesitation you pull both triggers.
Between the range, the gauge (12), and the size of the angel, the little blonde is reduced to almost a fine, red, bloody mist, with bits of bone, flesh, and feather.
You can't believe how much the recoil hit you; your wrists are in unbelievable pain.
However, before you can even begin to finish mentally putting this together, a lightning bolt cuts through your ceiling and incinerates you, leaving behind only smoking ash and the red demon, pointing and laughing her ass off.
The End
| Status | ||
| Health | Reduced to ash | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
