Blood spurted from his mouth as he was pinned against a wall by his own weapon. As he tried to pull the weapon out, Erika began ranting about Evangeline like a jealous, bratty child. âWhat do you even have against her? What did she even do? And donât lie and tell me that she quote-unquote âhurtâ your so-called âsisterâ, because youâre an idiot if you couldnât tell that was an accident, and if you really cared about Cerys, she wouldnât have had to come crawling to the Hotel anyway. Are you jwealous?â He asked in a fake pouty voice. âDid Eva get attention and make you feewl lewft ouwt?â
Myst limped over to Erika and began obviously flirting with her. Even though he was running out of breaths to spare, Toothfairy wretched. âPlease donât make you two making out be the last thing I see before I die. Please, just kill me before you suck eachothersâ faces off.â
The witch threw out another pitiful attempt at a taunt; âBesides, there is no hotel to return to, even if she manages to build it back up, there is no one left to call her guests.â âPlant girlâs already rebuilding the Hotel as we speak. Why else do you think weâd leave one of our Overlords behind?â He chuckled a bit at their incompitence, but the laughter quickly turned to hacking coughs as he lost more and more blood. âAnd thereâll always be guests at the Hotel. As long as thereâs slightly good people in Hell, people with hope, thereâll be a suite ready for them. Evageline will have Malcolm. Letâs be honest, sheâll probably have Cerys, too, since you guys didnât make the best impression. And sheâll have me, no matter what. Even if I end up dying for her. Because an Angelâs faith is unbreakable.â
âSo you can both eat sh*t.â