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Chapter: Luta e Fuga
infelizmente já não me lembro de onde é que arranjei o vitral
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2 Panels.
Panel 1: Manel, cigar on his mouth, looks at Eurico. He looks away. Takes the cigar off as the two of them contemplate the missing altar.
Panel 2: Manel exhales smoke as he ponders. The visuals behind him include a mix of broken tiles and a shattered tinted glass figure.
Manel: Yeah, you know, like... This is shit, man. That's what this is. This shit shouldn't happen. Almost makes one wonder if there's a god watching us at all. Wasn't he supposed to be on OUR side?
Panel 1: Manel, cigar on his mouth, looks at Eurico. He looks away. Takes the cigar off as the two of them contemplate the missing altar.
Panel 2: Manel exhales smoke as he ponders. The visuals behind him include a mix of broken tiles and a shattered tinted glass figure.
Manel: Yeah, you know, like... This is shit, man. That's what this is. This shit shouldn't happen. Almost makes one wonder if there's a god watching us at all. Wasn't he supposed to be on OUR side?
