Havok looked at the open wound in his shoulder, slowly healing. He was blinded by the light. There was very little you could do to get a Hell Hound off your trail, that being holy water and gopher dirt or something, and those were temporary. But the essence of heavenly willpower can do a big amount of damage. Havok cocked his head as we got out of the line of Fire. "It's very rude to shoot people you don't know." The wound was healing, slowly but surely. Havok was one of the top dogs. He wasn't invincible, with his weakness being ramen noodles oddly enough. You can bribe him with ramen. The more authentic, the better. Physically, there wasn't too much you could to to hurt the guy. But his mental state was deteriorating. You become a sadistic person serving under the gates of hell, fetching souls. Havok never forgot the first. He had to take the soul of a man who lost his life to disease. He was a good man. No, a GREAT man. He worked himself to death while being sick to provide for his poor family of 4. Why did he go to hell? He was an Atheist. This made Havok hate God. It furthered his will to be neutral. To be a hound of the people. (Sorry for the delay, taking care of my family. -_- At least I'm being helpful! ^~^)
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