[quote=Tyki]
she remains silent, thinking it over for a bit before nodding in consent, saying "alright, but if he kills me on sight then i'm haunting you" in a scared but determined voice before walking out into the open at a pace that will let him walk with her. upon reaching double a spears length from her commander she starts speaking in a timid voice "sir. i'm sorry for deserting. i didn't mean too. i'll write a full report after my punishment". her commander appears to be wearing very heavy and ornate plate mail marking him as a high ranking officer while his looks would be considered handsome and the smile seemingly permanently on his face would be considered charming she seems deathly afraid of him. the man holds out his arms as if to offer a hug, saying in a friendly tone "i understand elycia, you'll be making a full report to us and explaining your exact experiences in this land but first you're going to come here". she hesitates but goes to him before the commander's hand blurs and she rockets through wall of a nearby inn, laying still on the ground either dead or unconscious with her left wing, left leg and arm obviously broken while most likely her ribs would be broken on the left side as well, displaying which side of her hit the wall. the commander goes over to the hole in the wall and says in an even tone "i'm expecting a report on Friday" before leaving, dusting himself off as he walks away, leaving the destruction and injured subordinate as if he didn't care about her in the slightest, his men leaving with him.
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"Elycia wait!" Damien started but she was already walking toward the other 'angels.' He stopped, seeing her bravery and determination and swallowed a knot in his throat. Certainly she would be alright. she was doing the right thing. He walked out behind her and witnessed the exchange. It was cruel and very un-angel like. Gasping in shock, Damien rushed over to Elysia. "Elysia! Are you alright? God no! Your wing is broken... your arm is..." He put a hand to his mouth. Certainly with so much damage she would be unconscious, if not dying. The black-clad human spun around toward the commander as he and his angels were walking away. "Hey!" Damien shouted. "You can't just leave her like this! She came back to you! You idiots!" Seeing himself ignored, Damien's anger made him do something rather rash. "I'm not letting you leave until you help her." He ran up behind them and drew his weapon.