Landmine Angel (2)
The Pope was frantic, pacing back and forth through his secret fortress like a cat on a hot tin roof. Only Remiel kept him company, looking helpless.
The Giant King was no better off. The Angel Egg was nowhere to be found, the hero was running all over the place, and the Pope had his head buried in the sand. This invasion campaign was one long exercise in frustration.
Yet that night, they both sensed something at the same time.
The Pope felt something that had always been connected to him suddenly...
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