Chapter 228: What Did He Do To You?!?
"I fucking hate this form," snarled Wrath as he rotated his shoulders. Unlike his brothers, his wings were tattered and torn from the countless wars that he had been in. They weren’t strong enough to hold him up in flight, and combined with his missing right horn, he was a sitting duck for any demon who wanted to prove their worth.
"You look like a bonfire," whispered Hattie as she turned just enough to be able to see Wrath in his full form. To say that he was simply red wasn’t doing him any justice at all. That was like saying the sun was yellow or the sky was blue.
He was all the different shades of red as they shimmered under his skin. If you looked close enough, you might even be able to see a very small blue flame that was surrounded by a golden yellow color. He didn’t have sparkles like Pride did, but every time he so much as shifted his weight, the ’flames’ of his skin rippled in response.
"Fire destroys," sneered Wrath, completely forgetting who he was speaking to. "There is nothing good about it."
"Fire warms," countered Hattie, her eyes heavy as she struggled to look at Wrath. "Fire cleanses, it cooks our food to nourish us, it protects us from the darkness, it is our guiding light when we need it. Fire is everything good in the world."
By the time she had finished speaking, five of the demons in the room were staring at her, their mouths opened in shock.
"You are crazy," muttered Wrath with a shake of his head.
"It doesn’t make me wrong," countered Hattie as she burrowed her head even deeper into Sloth’s chest.
"If he is fire," asked Sloth, gently taking her chin in his hands. "What am I?"