Vengeance unwound itself from Hibiscus and slithered over to Bitter, settling beside her. “Is this how you humans decide things?” it asked her. “All this talking.” “We take life seriously,” she snapped. “Why?” Bitter shot a glare at the angel. “What the hell you mean, why?” “What is a monster’s life? How many lives have these monsters taken? How many lives will the hunt save?”
