[Demonicwolf216]

I huff, my knife appearing in my hand as I start to twirl it once again. "She was slaughtered by one of you. I don't know who, I was young when it happened. But I know for sure it was an angel." You now notice my body is covered in burn scars and deep gash scars, some of them rather fresh and white, obviously an angels doing. You also notice I'm putting little to know pressure on my left foot. I rub the ball of my left hip, growling in discomfort. "Your kind aren't as innocent and pure as you may think. They're savage, they kill for fun. I know we're polar opposites and all but have you noticed how many demon casualties there are compared to angel casualties?" I turn around looking you in the eyes. "Sure as hell not because you're stronger. Your people who have survived a "demonic attack" didn't fucking fight. We let you son of a bitches live." I hiss, looking away.