When Jude asked why she no longer called them her boys, her reason was simple. "They're ugly. Look at those ugly faces. Do you think I'd be nice to someone with a face like that?"
"Well... It does make sense."
Jude scratched his cheek as he answered. Surely there had been a lot of handsome zombies among her boys back then. It was as if they had been chosen for their looks, like a boy band.
However, just before the weakest ghoul was sacrificed, a group of imps appeared through the mist. Without thinking twice, Ilaria ordered her ghouls to catch them. Once they were caught, she ordered the ghouls to throw the imps at the monster.
Kiiiiieek!
Kieeeeekk!
As soon as the leaves came into contact with an imp, they grabbed hold of it and did not let go. Taking advantage of that opening, the ghouls rushed to the fruit and plucked it.
