The sound of grunting was heard as Gaia finally stood up, her eyes holding a look of absolute anger. She felt pure white hot rage. She felt...liquid dropping off her. She was confused. She blinked and slowly saw the red liquid on her hands. It took a few moments and it suddenly dawned on her. She felt terror reach her body as she stepped back. She didn't realize the act she was committing but looking down at the beaten body in front of her said different. The cruel pastor, the pastor that made her friend commit suicide...was in a bloody pulp. A blood mess of brain, teeth and blood. Gaia didn't know what to say. She didn't mean to do it! She didn't mean to do this...but she knew deep down. She will never be forgiven for this. She will never be forgiven for this sin She had committed.