Kintla Flatlands the body

Falter they would not — at her mocking little display towards them again, Twister decided he had enough. He sprung forward towards the corpse between them, pulling his dark lips back in the form of a snarl. She was nothing more than a young wolf against two dogs; dogs that had seen the inwards of a hell she would never grace. A hell than for most would have turned their meager little lives into heaven in an instant. And if nothing else, he was confident that Szechuan would back him up just as much as she had already.