“So, You’re the little mortal that has my sister on a leash.” Dee drawled, blocking the doorway out of the morgue and looking Molly over. “Hm, would have thought she had been bound by someone less…. Catholic school girl-y.”
Molly sighed deeply, calmly unscrewing the vial of holy water in her pocket. "Looks can be deceiving." She replied, raising the vial. "Now, I am guessing this would hurt at least a bit, so let me pass or I will be testing just how the effects you." Her tone was no-nonsense, slightly shaky but still a lot more confident than she appeared. She would need to be telling Vertoria that an insane sibling was lurking around.



















