[It's no great leap to put it all together. It takes little to look at Jonah and guess there were enough marks. From the pocked skin to the burn, to the - good lord what happened to his NECK.
No wonder that transformation happened.]
God. [It comes out in an explosive breath, clearly the foreshocks of the coming explosion. There is a spark, white hot and vicious. But it... never hits? The angry, bladed words whistle past his open back.]
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No wonder that transformation happened.]
God. [It comes out in an explosive breath, clearly the foreshocks of the coming explosion. There is a spark, white hot and vicious. But it... never hits? The angry, bladed words whistle past his open back.]
That bloody son of a bitch.