"Yeah, that won't happen," said Sera without missing a beat.
Wukong, already imagining his freedom, got stumped. His eyes slowly moved towards the Angel as he mumbled, "What?"
Sera rolled her eyes and summoned her usual throne out of Angelic Metal. She sat down with a tired sigh while staring up at the tall Monkey.
"You heard me. It won't happen... Don't get me wrong, I don't care about your past crimes or why the Justiciars put the Mark on your soul. However, I'm simply unable to remove the mark, since I don't possess the same power as they did!"
She yawned again and crossed her legs, making herself more comfortable on the throne.
The Monkey facepalmed and began chuckling, which sounded quite disturbing.
After a few seconds, he regained his composure and, while shaking his head, said, "Don't worry about that! I'm sure you'll get the power to remove Marks! You're only a Transcended, of course you can't actually do anything right now!...
