Arael struggled to get his wings to cooperate as he followed the older angel. He was no longer grinning like an innocent child, his face in concentration as he flexed his wings and body to easier face the high winds.

He yelped as he was tugged into the wind stream above a lake and his small wings folded against his body, hitting the water at full force and the pain of the impact knocked the air out of his lungs. Everything slowly went black as his consciousness began to fade. It was strange though, he could feel a magic aura around him as he drifted, numbing him. Or was that from the shock? It was hard to tell.

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Lea and Jason glanced at Mars when she spoke and nodded lightly, and Lea gently took her hand hostage. "Can we stay here, tonight?" She asked curiously.

Jason gave his partner a concerned glance, used to seeing her stand tall no matter what. She seemed vulnerable after the events of the attack though, and unlike herself.