Flashy burned Flora's dead body.
It was the end of revenge.
Pablo had murdered the rapists of his sister and by now he was getting the hang of his full body. He was finally feeling like his body belonged fully to himself. It doesn't flinch anymore just by the sight of any injustice done any group of five men.
Meanwhile, Flashy also got his father back and he would get his mother too. Hopefully.
"You people killed a pregnant woman. You know that, right?" Cupid said.
Pablo sighed. 'No one cares about that.'
"I am sure they care. They are not like you."
'Fine. See this.'
"Gerald, Flashy," Pablo said. "Flora was pregnant and yet we killed her. Do you both feel anything about it?"
"No way." Flashy spoke first. "She was a monster. If anything, we saved the world from her offspring."
"Yes. She was my wife and I believed she was a nice girl. I was so wrong. I am glad she is dead. Pregnant or not."
Pablo looked at Cupid.
The Angel shook her head.
