“I'm moving as fast as I can,” Naya huffs right back at the blonde demon before tagging a quick, “...sir,” onto the end to make it sound more cordial. The blood loss was making her a bit honry, it seemed. The witch’s hands still tremble as she begins to fold down the apparent princess’ wings--

There is a flash of light and it is all encompassing. The angel expands her wings in a flurry, knocking them into Naya and sending her careening towards the forest floor, where the witch’s temple is very abruptly bashed into a very large, very sharp rock.

“...You blithering idiot! Did you not think to immobilise her? Now look where your incompetence has gotten us!”

“Bl-Blow it out your [b][i]ass[/i][/b], specter,” Naya wheezed with little eloquence, turning her head and spitting out a mouthful of blood. Everything was starting to get hazy. “The prince...was holding...h-her...not...me.” 

Naya finally gives up the fight and passes out from blood loss. The last thing she thinks before she closes her eyes is that angels, perhaps, were not to be trusted.

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