I got the rings. Let's get out of h

I got the rings. Let's get out of here!" She barely heard Nat over the sound of her own blood pumping through her body. Seeing Seamus grab a hatchet finally got her moving. She began to crawl up the rope as fast as humanly possible. She felt the hatchet bury itself into the rope directly under her feet and couldn't help but wonder if he would really cut off her foot. From the look on his face, she deduced the answer was yes. Suddenly, she was flying upwards. Confused but thankful to be getting away from him, she went with it. Nat joined her next on their ride out of there, and Alex almost didn't make it. Seeing the roof approaching quickly, they flipped so they were hanging on upside down. Their feet met the wood and splintered it outward. Thinking fast, she followed Nat's lead and grabbed a flying piece of wooden board. They landed on a rope that conveniently took them off the ship. Landing on the pavement, she began to feel all her injuries with a vengeance. But she had to keep running.

They heard a thud behind them, but only she glanced back to see what it was. Crouched there on the ground was Seamus, who obviously just jumped off the side of the ship. She briefly wondered what kind of super human he must be to not break a bone from the impact. In a way it was kind of hot, but she shook that thought right out of her head. Turning a corner, they saw a fuel tank and thus a plan was formed. Alex got to the hose while Nat turned on the pump. Fuel formed an almost perfect line on the ground. Dylan grabbed her zippo lighter, the one Seamus had given her, and ignited the fuel. The fuel caught immediately, and the pyromaniac in her was memorized by the way it burned.

"Dylan! Let's go!" She began to follow after her fellow Angels. They were well ahead of her already. She turned back towards the fire to make sure they weren't being followed when a barrel exploded. She was sent sprawling onto her back. The cement tore at her already bruised and bloodied arms. Her breath was stolen from her, and her head was spinning. She looked up at the night sky and wondered why it was so hard to fall in love with a good guy. She had known Seamus was bad, just not how bad. She had thought Knox to be good, but it was just a facade. Anthony wasn't good or bad, he was just a killer for hire. And she had loved them all. She could feel a gaze on her, and she was afraid she knew who's gaze it was.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

Aku punya cincin. Mari kita keluar dari sini!" Dia nyaris tidak mendengar Nat atas suara sendiri darah yang memompa melalui tubuhnya. Melihat Seamus ambil kampak akhirnya mendapat nya bergerak. Dia mulai merangkak naik tali secepat mungkin secara manusiawi. Dia merasa kapak mengubur itu sendiri ke dalam tali langsung di bawah kakinya dan tidak bisa membantu tetapi heran jika ia benar-benar akan memotong kakinya. Dari ekspresi wajahnya, dia disimpulkan jawabannya adalah ya. Tiba-tiba, dia terbang ke atas. Bingung, tetapi bersyukur pergi dari dia, dia pergi dengan itu. NAT bergabung dengannya berikutnya pada perjalanan mereka keluar dari sana, dan Alex hampir tidak berhasil. Melihat atap mendekati cepat, mereka membalik sehingga mereka digantung terbalik. Kaki mereka bertemu kayu dan pecah luar. Berpikir cepat, dia mengikuti memimpin Nat's dan meraih sepotong terbang dari papan kayu. Mereka mendarat di sebuah tali yang nyaman membawa mereka keluar dari kapal. Mendarat di trotoar, dia mulai merasa semua cedera nya dengan sepenuh hati. Tapi dia harus tetap berjalan.They heard a thud behind them, but only she glanced back to see what it was. Crouched there on the ground was Seamus, who obviously just jumped off the side of the ship. She briefly wondered what kind of super human he must be to not break a bone from the impact. In a way it was kind of hot, but she shook that thought right out of her head. Turning a corner, they saw a fuel tank and thus a plan was formed. Alex got to the hose while Nat turned on the pump. Fuel formed an almost perfect line on the ground. Dylan grabbed her zippo lighter, the one Seamus had given her, and ignited the fuel. The fuel caught immediately, and the pyromaniac in her was memorized by the way it burned."Dylan! Let's go!" She began to follow after her fellow Angels. They were well ahead of her already. She turned back towards the fire to make sure they weren't being followed when a barrel exploded. She was sent sprawling onto her back. The cement tore at her already bruised and bloodied arms. Her breath was stolen from her, and her head was spinning. She looked up at the night sky and wondered why it was so hard to fall in love with a good guy. She had known Seamus was bad, just not how bad. She had thought Knox to be good, but it was just a facade. Anthony wasn't good or bad, he was just a killer for hire. And she had loved them all. She could feel a gaze on her, and she was afraid she knew who's gaze it was.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Aku punya cincin. Mari kita keluar dari sini! "Dia hampir tidak mendengar Nat lebih suara nya memompa darah sendiri melalui tubuhnya. Melihat Seamus ambil kapak akhirnya dia bergerak. Dia mulai merangkak naik tali secepat mungkin secara manusiawi. Dia merasa kapak mengubur dirinya menjadi tali langsung di bawah kakinya dan tidak bisa membantu tetapi bertanya-tanya apakah dia benar-benar akan memotong kakinya. dari raut wajahnya, ia menyimpulkan jawabannya adalah ya. Tiba-tiba, dia terbang ke atas. Bingung tapi bersyukur akan semakin menjauh dari dia, dia pergi dengan itu. Nat bergabung berikutnya di perjalanan mereka keluar dari sana, dan Alex hampir tidak berhasil. Melihat atap mendekat dengan cepat, mereka membalik sehingga mereka tergantung di terbalik. kaki mereka bertemu kayu dan pecah itu ke luar. Berpikir cepat, ia mengikuti jejak Nat dan meraih sepotong terbang dari papan kayu. mereka mendarat di tali yang terletak membawa mereka dari kapal. Landing di trotoar, ia mulai merasakan semua luka-lukanya dengan balas dendam. tapi dia harus terus berjalan. mereka mendengar bunyi gedebuk di belakang mereka, tapi hanya dia melirik kembali untuk melihat apa itu. Meringkuk di sana di tanah itu Seamus, yang jelas hanya melompat dari sisi kapal. Dia sebentar bertanya-tanya apa jenis manusia super dia harus tidak melanggar tulang dari dampak. Dengan cara itu agak panas, tapi ia menggelengkan yang berpikir keluar dari kepalanya. Memutar sudut, mereka melihat tangki bahan bakar dan dengan demikian rencana dibentuk. Alex harus selang sementara Nat menyalakan pompa. Bahan bakar membentuk garis hampir sempurna di tanah. Dylan menyambar Zippo ringan, satu Seamus telah memberinya, dan menyulut bahan bakar. BBM tertangkap segera, dan pyromaniac dalam dirinya hafal dengan cara dibakar. "Dylan! Mari kita pergi!" Dia mulai mengikuti setelah sesama Malaikat nya. Mereka juga depannya sudah. Dia berbalik ke arah api untuk memastikan mereka tidak sedang diikuti saat per barel meledak. Dia dikirim luas telentang. Semen mengoyak lengannya sudah memar dan berdarah. Napasnya dicuri darinya, dan kepalanya berputar. Dia menatap langit malam dan bertanya-tanya mengapa hal itu begitu sulit untuk jatuh cinta dengan seorang pria yang baik. Dia sudah tahu Seamus buruk, hanya saja tidak seberapa buruk. Dia berpikir Knox untuk menjadi baik, tapi itu hanya fasad. Anthony tidak baik atau buruk, ia hanya seorang pembunuh untuk menyewa. Dan dia mencintai mereka semua. Dia bisa merasakan tatapan pada dirinya, dan ia takut ia tahu siapa yang menatap itu.