Once at the ledge of the wall, Anora came to a stop and looked down. The dead who survived the confrontation just about 25 minutes ago were still making their way closer to the City of Paradise. Unfortunately, they were still too far away and not yet in range of throwing distance, however Anora made do with the little amount of spare time she still had. [i]Better to be over prepared than under.[/i] She told herself matter-of-factly, while beginning to place a few of the good dagger carved rocks evenly spaced along the ledge in front of where she was currently standing with tensed shoulders and clenched teeth.

Five of the stone throwing knives had been placed down when the sound of metallic clinking could be heard from behind her. Not pausing in her task, Anora placed another rock in place. The noise of her sisters shining silver wings was comforting after all these years of hearing it on a daily basis. It was just about the same as wind chimes in a gentle breeze and she hoped to continue to hear the noise for the rest of her life.

Just when her shoulders were beginning to relax, they tensed right back up as her sister whined to her about how sore her wings were. Turning around, Anora gave Ramera a blank look along with a confused blink of her eyes. Who was this and what did she do with Ramera? Her sister never complained, in fact joking and teasing were out of the question too, so wh-

That was when it dawned on her. [i]An eye for an eye. I reassured her to calm her agitation and now its my turn.[/i] That or sun stroke has gotten to her head. 

Anora smiled at her sisters odd antics. “Oh no! My poor dear sister what ever can I do?!” Came her mock exclamation of worry as she placed the back of her hand over her eyes like a damsel in distress. Her hand soon moved down to her chin a gave it a rub as if she were deep in thought. 

“Hmm, how about I give them kisses to make them feel better?” She suggested and made a smoochy face. It just didn’t last very long because quite quickly a smile broke out on her face and her shoulders shook in silent laughter. Moments like this were rare and Anora couldn’t quite remember the last time. 

It was somewhere back before we were given the position of The Harpies Three.[/i] She recalled mentally. It was a time where they found themselves in Paradise Land for the first time. They were offered a chance of a real childhood for the few years that they would still be classified as such. 

She was snapped from her musings when something green was thrown off the wall which she caught in the corner of her eye. Facing the direction fully, Anora noticed that the Cities nuclear expert, Jacob was atop the wall and a little ways away from her and her sisters current position. She green that she caught sight of was one of Jacobs radiation spheres. 

Upon closer inspection, the white bone of his arms were visible. It was always an unsettling sight, it made her feel bad, not in a sick way, but a sad one. It must have hurt horribly every time he used his ability. Constant pain. He must have been in constant pain. Her task as one of Paradise Lands warriors was to keep its inhabitants from harm, but she failed in this when it came to Jacob. 

The looks he got from majority of those who lived in Paradise always irked Anora because they had no idea how much it must irritate him, they probably didn’t quite care either. This was why she made it her mission to never look at him in disgust or even sadness, but with caring friendship. After all it was what he deserved. He did give power to Paradise and asked for nothing in return. 

Leaning over the ledge to see what he was firing at, Anora’s eyes widened at the sight of a few scattered corpses quite close to the wall. 

Anora didn’t expect them to get within range so fast. They were usually slow. Picking up one of the knife shaped rocks almost as nothing more than a reaction to the sight of them, she threw it like on of her throwing knives and the pointed end pierced through the skull of the one closest to her place on the wall. 

As her third one made contact with a third corpse, Anora realised that this was just going to take too long, if they were closer together instead of separate then Jacob would be able to take out a lot more in a single attack. 

“J-Jacob!” She called out to gain his attention and once she received it she would continue. “I’ll draw them together so that you can take them out! Sound good?” Awaiting a sign of agreement from the man Anora turned back to Ramera, "Want to help me? I won't be able to get all of the dead to group together, but together we can create two separate groups." Once again waiting for a response, Anora was soon flying down close to the ground and making noise to gain the attention of a few of the dead. Ten of them converged together and Anora shot up into the sky, getting out of the way so that Jacob could do his thing.