PENNY POV
*CINDERELLA’S DEAD - EMELINE*
Scary.
Impressive.
A little hot, objectively, if the person doing it wasn’t a morally questionable dark warlock who probably alphabetized curses for fun.
The woman in scrubs sobbed, hanging there with her feet kicking uselessly above the dead leaves, while one of the men made the very stupid decision of trying to reach into his pocket.
Marcellus didn’t even look annoyed.
He just flicked two fingers, almost lazily, and the man’s wrist snapped backward with a crack that cut through the empty forest like a gunshot.
His scream followed a second later.
Loud.
Wet.
Satisfying in a way I really, really did not have the emotional capacity to unpack right now.
Daddy’s eyes had gone black, and Pops was baring his teeth like he was already deciding w
