[b][color=8882be][h3]Galbrek[/h3][/color][/b]

The car had been flung towards Vernon, but he had managed to dodge out of the way. The half-demon himself grit his teeth together and was ready to attack Vernon against when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Who dared to lay a hand on his noble body. He spun around and shot out his wires towards what came towards him, a gauntlet belonging to the woman he had earlier called an old crone. It was she, the one who owned the car he had flung at Vernon. She also was angry.

Galbrek's wires had tried to stop her punch but she was too powerful, they only managed to slow the punch and impact down abit. The punch connected and caused Galbrek to stumble backwards, a bruise of his cheek and a small trail of blood from his mouth, he coughed and spit out a tooth. The rage boiling over in him, but he knew now that he had to retreat. [b][color=8882be]"You bitch! You'll pay for this!" [/color][/b]

The young half-demon raised his right hand and pointed his fingers fast at the woman, aiming the wires towards her eyes with the intention to inflict injury to her vision. Galbrek did not care would he make her blind, she was getting in his way. People who got in his way were worth nothing to him, he had to get out of there now however. The battle could not be won, but he would win the war. Of that he had no doubt.

Using his left hand almost at the same time he had used his right to attack the woman, he had shot wires up towards a nearby building. Pulling himself up towards the rooftop. He was making a run for it after giving his enemies a hateful glare.

[i][color=8882be]I'm going to make all those bastards pay! No one messes with Lord Galbrek and gets away with it! Everything they have, everything they own, everyone they know... will belong to me.[/color][/i]


[color=fff200][i]Meanwhile Celine sat in the car with Celestine.[/i][/color]

She narrowed her eyes slightly and spoke in a serious tone of voice. [color=7bcdc8]"If your creator. Your god is a cruel master. Would you do his bidding or face his wrath, knowing you have not enough power to stop him from turning you into junk?"[/color] Celine gave Celestine a questioning look, but with the same serious and no-nonsense look on her face. 


[i][color=fff200]At hideout Charlie.[/color][/i]

Adam walked into the building after having carefully looked at his surroundings, he set his Eyes on the decoration which depicted his master. [color=7bcdc8]"Master Galbrek..."[/color]  Adam stopped and looked at a large portrait of his master.

[color=7bcdc8]"The girl Andras. Her existance is leading you into harms way. If this keeps up I will have to disobey your command. I'll kill her with my own hands."[/color] Adam tightened his hands into fists Before turning around to walk further into the building where he met up with Darla.

[color=7bcdc8]"Darla? What happened to you? At this rate..."[/color] Adam began to speak out to the smaller sized doll sitting in front of a unlit fireplace.

[color=7bcdc8]"Adam! You are safe! Thank goodness! I-I..."[/color] She averted her eyes from Adam and looked down to the stump which was all that remained of her arm. [color=7bcdc8]"I.. am okay. Bertrand... he.. he... is gone."[/color] Darla said and tried to wipe her face with the arm which was now missing and instead lifted her remaining one to do it instead. [color=7bcdc8]"W-what should w-we do now? I am scared. I don't wanna die!"[/color] Darla raised out her hand towards Adam who in turn began to look away from Darla.

[color=7bcdc8]"Don't pity yourself, Darla. Don't dwell on Bertrand. He fell trying to fullfill master Galbrek's dream. Compared to our master's vision and dream, your selfish desires mean nothing at all. You even failed in capturing the girl. You failed Lord Galbrek!"[/color] Adam spoke in a very loud and serious manner, as a father would reprimand a child. Darla had begun to weep at this and held her remaining hand in front of her eyes.

[color=7bcdc8]"If you cannot play the role you were made for, why should you still be here, Darla?"[/color] Adam said in a cold tone.

[color=7bcdc8]"I...I just want to live! I want to be human... I-I want to go to school, eat lunch and all t-those other things! M-master Galbrek said he would-" [/color] Darla stuttered as she tried to provide a reply to the much taller doll.

[color=7bcdc8]"Master Galbrek have no use for a self-serving piece of junk. I will never fail my lord like you others have. I am certain our master in his grace will forgive you Darla. Forgive you for failing him when he needed you." [/color]