(Oh, hell. I already planned to blow up the damn church, may as well do it while you're too busy to do a thing about it~)
Nui stands, smiling to herself. She held in her hand a bottle, a bottle with a rag hanging out of the top. There was a tiny flame at the end.
A molotov cocktail, prepped and ready to be thrown.
She slammed open the door to the church, humming as she went, twirling her scissor blade around her free wrist.
And then...she pulled back her hand, gripping the molotov tightly, and threw, high into the air.
With a loud smash, it broke along the floor, and a blaze spread instantly.
And the entire time, she was grinning.