[The shingles shatter against the hastily-erected shield, showering the icy street with fragments of ceramic.]
[But Al's right-- it's not enough to throw Wrath off. If he looks over his shoulder, he'll see the Homunculus hopping from roof to roof in pursuit, face contorted in rage.]
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[But Al's right-- it's not enough to throw Wrath off. If he looks over his shoulder, he'll see the Homunculus hopping from roof to roof in pursuit, face contorted in rage.]