I wince as I sit up. Dammit. That was a mistake. She's clearly experienced. She's tougher than the other two. I rub my eyes. They still bleed but at least the burning sensation went down. My Shadow hands me my staff. I take it. I stand up. I rub the dust out of my eyes.

She slams into the ground.  She stands up. Her eyes narrow. Her crossed-stitched eyes. She draws her spear. 

"Nasty little trick." I hiss.

"You have no one to blame but yourself." She smiles.

Release me.

Master?

Do it. 

Fine. 

My shadow pulls my coat off. I start unbuttoning my shirt. The runes rise from around me. Charlie runs forward.

"Al!" She yells.

I look at my shadow he nods. He grabs her.

"I'm sorry you have to see this." I look at her.

I remove my shirt. The gash is shown. Yellow eyes open.

"What the-?" The angel draws back. 

"Die." A low voice calls from my chest. 

I look at My Shadow. He nods and knocks out Charlie. I don't want her to see this. It's not beautiful. It's not pretty. It's horrifying. It's terrifying. Even the angel shakes before me as claws and dear horns crawl out of my chest. 

"What the- What are you?" She shakes.

"We. Are. A. Monster." Both me and him say.