"I'm not scared of you. I don't care. Go right ahead kill me right now. What will I be then? Just the fourth angel you've killed. Someone you won't remember in a week. Well guess what, I'll be back. If you kill me I'll just be human again. Someone will still end up killing you." Chris glared at her again. If she listened to him, he didn't really care. He was telling the truth. Without getting rid of her he couldn't go back anyway. So what did it matter?