<span style="font-family:Arapey">As Celeste's hands reached for him, desperate to get him to stop, she felt his thighs beneath her fingers and before she could rake her nails across his flesh, she heard the crack across her jaw as her head moved to the side. Tears that once fell out of fear, now flooded down her cheek her eyes widened as she cradled her jaw. She swore she felt some sort of crack in her skull, but just as quickly as he had dislocated it, was it beginning to heal on it's own. The process was excruciating and Celeste wanted to scream, but all she could do was look up in horror at the monster before her.<br/>
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The amount of force behind it made Celeste's eyes watch him carefully no matter how hard her lips trembled. He.. He wasn't human.. Which only made him that much more dangerous. Celeste swallowed hard, but even that brought her pain and she flinched as she pulled her knees up to her chest and trembled lightly. When she slowly blinked a few times in order to register what was happening to the people, Celeste shook her head and bore through the pain. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">"No.. No stop."</span> Her words were almost a whisper. There was a seriousness in her gaze and in a brief moment she was crawling towards the human, watching as their blood was being spilled across the floor and the pain against her heart was heavier than anything the young angel had ever known.<br/>
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As Celeste crawled toward them, she felt the obsidian searing her flesh and as she tried to pull it away her fingers quickly recoiled away from it. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff">"You can't do this! Please!"</span> Suddenly, his words rang through her mind and she clasped her hands over her lips and she shook her head, pleas slipped past her lips like small whispers and suddenly two guards grabbed onto her arms and hoisted her up to watch as the demon figure from before twisted a blade along his fingers. There were two humans there at a time and just as they found her, they begged her to save them. Celeste fought against their grasp and sobbed gently as they were held by their hair before seeing their throats slit. <br/>
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She turned her face away and felt the tears slide down her chin and she let out sob of pain. Celeste watched as the hope faded from their eyes, and soon it turned to resentment. As she was held up by the guards, her toes barely gracing the floor she felt her head begin to hang as sobs fell from her lips. She felt a dark sadness across her heart and when one of them lifted her chin to see the other woman, they started with her wrists and then slit her throat after she begged for them to stop. Celeste shuddered and she looked at Emlyn with pity and she shook her head.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4da6ff"> "M-May their souls.. Find peace."</span> Her eyes burned as the tears continued to fall and Celeste felt a surge of selfishness brew in her chest. <br/>
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If she hadn't said anything.. Would they have survived? If she had clamped her lips shut would he force her on her knees here in front of all of these despicable people? Her eyes shut as she thought about it and she bit down onto her lower lip. She was beginning to hate the man for sacrificing innocents.. It didn't matter how he decided to spin it, but Emlyn was taking life without any regard to whom it would affect. And the fact that someone could be so careless with life made anger begin to bloom in her core. Celeste felt her hands tremble, and it took a lot of control for her to resist the urge to clench her delicate fingers into a fist.</span>