This is not wise!” one of the Scale burbled through the wet plaster.
“We’re making you monuments to Justice!” Annabelle shouted.
“You know, I think I prefer the Scale when they’re plastered.” Arianne laughed, betraying more than a tinge of vengeful glee.
The girls kept pouring bucket after bucket-a full bucket over each of the threatening angels’ heads, until their voices did not carry anymore-until the Outcasts had no need to stand over the Scale with their starshots.

Auteur: Lauren Kate