A smile formed on the shadows lips.

How cute. She had body Guards.

The assassin ran silently among the tree branches, unseen, unheard. The hood pulled down over her eyes revealed little of her face. She waited until she was nearly over the Angel. Then, pulling her glowing blessed blades from her hood, she leaped. Her arms extending to her side gracefully as she plummeted towards the ground, her short swords ready to stab into the Angels spine, and free her from the burden of her wings.

She didn't see the shield and wound up falling flat against it like a bird hitting a window.

Ungracefully she slid down it.