Re: Innies!
Wren, or the artist formerly known as Wren, began to smile. The entity had wanted a way to spit on humanity, the two-legged, weak creation of a god who fancied itself supreme in this dimension, but here was an opportunity to tangle with the ego itself: the blonde woman reeked of spiritual power. Why divide and conquer between these two women when it could focus its energies on the one that stood before them? The frying pan dropped out of the vampires fingers and she put both hands on the angel’s head, attempting to twist.