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Chapter: Luta e Fuga
Location: Lusitânia
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5 Panels.
Panel 1, 2:
The Foreigner and Filipa stare at each other.
Panel 3: The Foreigner abandons the scene through the same door Angela used in the previous page, as Filipa watches.
Panel 4: A tired Filipa exhales with a big SSSIIIIGH. She's still sitting on the floor and her bloodied leg is in the forefront. The wound seems to be mostly closed, even if still a little dirty with blood from before.
Panel 5: Filipa holds the piece of soap on her hand and remembers meeting Angela and Miguel. She also remembers knowing Miguel's face from when Mikhail was still alive as a soldier.
Filipa (thinking?): A witch that won't extract and a... a GHOST. Just WHAT has God put on my hands?
Panel 1, 2:
The Foreigner and Filipa stare at each other.
Panel 3: The Foreigner abandons the scene through the same door Angela used in the previous page, as Filipa watches.
Panel 4: A tired Filipa exhales with a big SSSIIIIGH. She's still sitting on the floor and her bloodied leg is in the forefront. The wound seems to be mostly closed, even if still a little dirty with blood from before.
Panel 5: Filipa holds the piece of soap on her hand and remembers meeting Angela and Miguel. She also remembers knowing Miguel's face from when Mikhail was still alive as a soldier.
Filipa (thinking?): A witch that won't extract and a... a GHOST. Just WHAT has God put on my hands?
well at least God put some soap on your hand! (Angela did, but technically the same thing)
Angela is one of His mortal instruments, it’s safe to say.
Never underestimate the devious ways of your creator…! 😎