Varia was in the head cop car and she gets out barely catching glimpse of the first angel's departure. The wind blows her hair upward as she watched with a smile. She gets back to ordering the policemen around.

"You! Get that door open!" She orders so as the firemen could get in and put out flames. 

"So much for the Fallen Angel huh." That title did not suit him anymore. He was out here trying to redeem himself without even realising it. 

A demon flies out a window and Varia dodges it by rolling over a car bonnet. "Woah they can fly now..." Their guns were less than useless as she watched her fellow officers shoot at it in vain. She turned away in pain as they were being butchered to death by its talons. She lost officers every day, and it was getting worse. It came for her next, she grabbed a pipe and whacked it across the head. It was stunned for a few moments as she ran from it, trying to find something to combat it with. 

It caught her leg and she trips up, she kicks it in the teeth to make it let go. "Get off me you sunnova!" Her friend Nash leaps at it with a fire axe and chopped its head off and helped her up. She was covered in demon blood. 

"Remind you of the old days?" He asked her as she had told him everything, who she was, who she used to be. "Not really." She replied as she wiped off her face.