Perry sees the hell spread before her and rather than quail from such exposure she smiles
[B]Lovely, just friking Lovely.
I am not unaware of the Christ born nether world but it holds no power over those who are not subject to it any more than some void of which I've never heard.
I am not seeking sympathy from you nor anyone else
"By the right of my birth I am alive and by it's inception cursed by it's memory"
Many gods and monsters have been formed of such horrors the question remains which will I become?
To become a mirror of my father is to clad myself in the rags of the destroyer, to take joy in random destruction..
[/B]

She pivots in the clear air and dives back toward the school as a rumble shakes the air. The cause was not hers but something older and wilder than the world.

Perry lands near the gym her mood still fouled for not having cleansed herself.
She steps into the gym as she causes her wings to vanish.