"No..." Angela moved back as the bags were knocked from her hands, then turned to try and run-and realized she'd somehow gotten herself cornered by the god against the building. She spun back around and noticed that Glory was way too close to her.
"Please, don't!" How does one argue with a god? Angela wasn't a fighter-she was pretty passive, actually, and knew she didn't stand a chance. "Please, just let me go." She remembered what Glory did-she'd seen the evidence on the boards-and she didn't want to end up like that, just trapped in her own mind.