6. Jacques Elere, Paul Quatre and Papa John.

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- What must be understood is that humanity is far, far from perfect. But if you compare it to the angels and demons, we are absolute perfection. Of course, I exaggerate somewhat, but I explain an important truth. One way or another, every one of them will seek to get something from us.

- Even the angels?

- Oh yes. For example, there is the famous "Find the strength to fight evil deep inside you!" We are pawns. Demons, on the other hand, are more direct: "Kill that son of a bitch!". Almost a classic!

- And we are left to do the dirty work for them.

- Exactly. Of course, some try to bait us. "May the Lord watch over you!" or "You'll get what you've always wanted!"

- Gentlemen! Come closer!

- Look, an angel. That's rare. And in bad shape even. If you look at his wings and symbols on his chest, you'll see he's part of one of the lower castes. Just a foot soldier.

- Pity. At least we did not come in the desert for nothing.

- You must help me, We ...

- Ha! You see! Typical!

- ...have been attacked!

- Maybe he really needs help.

- Of course he needs help! They all think they have time to prepare before the Apocalypse. Not to mention the fact that they are convinced they will win.

- What are we doing? We help? We leave?

- It depends. John, Are you interested?

- Not really. Demons are more interesting.

- Really?

- Angels are boring. Too much empathy. They do not understand the real pain and it invariably ended by "Why me?"

- Hey! You could show a little respect!

- Haaa ... The monotonous pleas. Nothing is more maddening.

- I do not understand. I was assured that I would get help.

- As they say, I am LOL

- Uh, sir, this is not said. You can only write it.

- ROFL too?

- All abbreviations in the genre, yes.

- Won't you help me?

- Well, it's getting late utopian little angel. Paul?

- Yes Master?

- You'll take care of him.

- Yes Master.

- Thank you. Thanks to you, we may save...

- Oh yes! You gag him and you cut his wings.

- What? No you can't do that!

- Yes Master.

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