cried Alice (she was so much surprised, that for the moment she quite forgot how to speak good English);
I always knew Cilantro had issues. Deep down the darkness in her soul seemed to almost overcome her on many an occasion. Its not normal for a disciplined priest to hunt down innocents, leaping from her warhorse to plague and smite them. I knew something was wrong, but I chose to look the other way… then this happened.
The most important part of the picture is this:
No longer can I remain silent, something wicked this way comes.