The angel girl falls to the side as the blast easily knocks her over. Bits of shrapnel draw blood from wounds she's simply too full of adrenaline to notice. She yelps and cowers, only to be picked up by the back of her neck to stare into those hateful, abyssal eyes. Paralyzed with fear, she trembles and pants. Tears glisten from sparkling eyes. The soft, light colored locks of an innocent child hang down her back, tussled and traumatized by this malicious tyrant. The tinge of red begins to stain her dress.