Ennard: *screamign and writhing in pain as it slowly melts and all the souls in it slowly die*
Michael: BLOODY HELL WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT THATS MY SISTER AND MY MOM *puts the flame out8
Ennard: *seperates*
Scrap Ballora: child, what in the whole fuck?
Scrap Baby: *EVIL DEMON SCREAM*