Unaired at Trauma 213
Jun 24, 2017 19:18:36 GMT -5
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Post by Rick Majors on Jun 24, 2017 19:18:36 GMT -5
Backstage, the camera finds a dark room, lit only by candles. Eventually, Gabriel is seen on the floor, candles all around him. He is kneeling in prayer.
Gabriel: Oh Lord... let me find a way to move forward. Let me find a way to prove my worth to you. Give me the strength I need to defeat that hideous magician and claim his title. Give me...
"Are you serious?"
Suddenly Gabriel is cut off by a voice. The voice of Destiny.
Destiny: You don't stand a chance against Nathan Saniti. You're nothing but a follower. If Jase couldn't beat Nathan, you certainly can't.
Gabriel looks up at her, shocked.
Destiny: If you want to do something right for once in your life, give that shot to the man who really deserves it.
She then walks out of the room, leaving Gabriel confused.
Gabriel: Oh Lord... let me find a way to move forward. Let me find a way to prove my worth to you. Give me the strength I need to defeat that hideous magician and claim his title. Give me...
"Are you serious?"
Suddenly Gabriel is cut off by a voice. The voice of Destiny.
Destiny: You don't stand a chance against Nathan Saniti. You're nothing but a follower. If Jase couldn't beat Nathan, you certainly can't.
Gabriel looks up at her, shocked.
Destiny: If you want to do something right for once in your life, give that shot to the man who really deserves it.
She then walks out of the room, leaving Gabriel confused.
