"Don't move, don't move now, your head's about to fall off…"
Under the despairing gaze of the Guardian Knight, the Demon Clown gave his hands a seemingly accidental shake and plucked the man's head off. "Sorry, so sorry. I'll put it right back on for you, I…"
THUD.
He watched the Guardian Knights fall limply, their heads rolling far away. An expression of chagrin appeared on his face. He cradled the head in his hands, pressing his cheek against it, and said apologetically, "You… you won't hold this against me, will you?"
"God, please send down divine punishment and kill that heretic!"
"He deserves to die!"
"…"
Without Tina holding them back, the halos of light above the Holy Professionals' heads faded. They glared at the Demon Clown's chilling form, each one wishing they could flay him alive.
"Holy!"
"Dawn!"
"Purify!"
One after another, beams of Dawn Holy Light shot toward the Demon Clown, seeking to purify him completely.
