You were one of the last exorcists to still be fighting, as you watched a friend get shot by a horny spider-sinner you heard someone yell, as you looked over Lute was hovering over your boss, Adam. You were quick to fly over- Lute was sobbing slightly, golden blood poured from Adam’s chest as he stared up at the two of you, smiling weakly.

“ ..I’m still the fuckin’ best.. “

Adam muttered. Like what kind of cocky ass final words are those.