There was no room left in Raphael's heart for mercy.
Not towards such a wicked woman.
His eyes remained trained on Amaya as she dragged the body from the platform and put it in a clothing wrapping.
As she tied up the body, she spoke aloud over the crowd. "This body will be dumped in the city lake, and fed to the fishes. He deserves no burial."
The crowd had no complaints and instead seemed pleased at the idea.
As Amaya lifted the clothed body onto her shoulders, the crowd began to slowly disperse.
They had experienced their entertainment for the day, so now it was time to go about their days.
Raphael, however, kept his eyes trained on the Third Angel as she carried the body through the streets.
Silently, he followed behind her.
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To his surprise, Amaya continued to travel through the streets of Snowdon until she reached its exit.
