[Kylie]

The natural light in the room suddenly blotted out as Mr. West told the students to fight. Kylie didn’t have time to figure out what caused that; she had her own problems to deal with. Throughout the classroom, strange seals appeared on the floor and glowed with malevolent light. Then, literally out of nowhere, giant, ugly monsters with jaws so big it’d give a dentist a heart attack. Hell, it almost gave Kylie a heart attack. Where had these creatures been summoned from?

She’d have to get her answers later. Mr. West had instructed them to fight, and all she knew was that was what she had to do then. With a quick glance around, Kylie saw other students already catching on to their word-based powers quickly. What could she do to defend herself?

Spirit, spirit… Okay, but, a cheer wouldn’t be very helpful right now!

Then, it clicked. Spirit! Like, like… An angel!

As soon as the idea came into her head, a beam of radiant light erupted from the ceiling. Whatever it led to, Kylie didn’t know. But out of the glittering luminescence came flying exactly what Kylie had envisioned in her head—an angel!

It looked kinda like a stereotypical angel. Tall, clad in white robes, wearing sandals, blonde hair… He came complete with a halo and wings, and was even wielding a sword! The being flew down head first then jumped down in front of Kylie just as a monster was beginning to charge.

“Stay behind me!” the angel ordered.

Kylie nodded and took a step back behind him and he began to slash at the monster. Kylie’s heart was racing as she watched what was happening unfold before her eyes. It was so hard to believe this was all real…!

The monster bellowed in anger and pain at the angel and raised its fist to attack. The angel saw his opening and stabbed its sword into the creature’s armpit. With a wailing groan it fell over onto its side. The angel withdrew its sword and jumped back towards Kylie.

Kylie pressed her knuckles to her lips nervously. Was there any way she could help out the angel? Then she remember what she was best at—cheering him on!

“What’s your name?” Kylie asked the angel quickly before another monster prepared to lunge at them.

“Ammiel!” the angel replied before raising his sword in defense. The nearby monster dashed forward with surprising speed given its grotesquely hunched back.

“Okay, go Ammiel!” Kylie shouted, raising up her hands like she had pompoms in them. “Kill the monsters; fight, fight, fight!” She focused on trying to instil the battling angel with the energy and the motivation to keep on fighting. Lo and behold, it appeared to work! Ammiel gained speed and precision with his blows. But how long would this madness last for? How long could Kylie keep this up?