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[It feels like a vice is clenching around Al's chest when Wrath sees them coming for him, the confusion and fear on his face hurting more than any of the hateful barbs and snide comments ever had. He didn't want to do this to Wrath, but Envy and Greed were right--he needed to be convinced, and there wasn't any way that being gentle about this would get through what Dante had convinced him of.]

[It certainly hadn't been gentle back home.]

[Dodging around Greed's other side, he grabs for Wrath again, hoping that between the three of him Wrath won't be able to dart away in time.] Wrath, please! This is for your own good!