[h3][color=orchid]Andras[/color][/h3]
The arrow skimmed awfully close to Andras. Her eyes watered with the rushing of air and the thought of what might have happened if she had so much as twitched in the wrong direction. '[color=mediumorchid]W-Wolf sure is confident in his aim...[/color]' Andras briefly gave an pained smile.

Setting aside her concerns about being ventilated, Andras prepared to spring into action. She had never really taken any self-defense classes, but she knew that if your kidnapper only has one arm it tends to be easier to evade their grasp. As the doll's arm shattered with the impact, Andras tried to leverage herself out of the hold she was in, but suddenly-

A car had swerved right into the fray. The sound of screeching tires and the smell of burnt rubber rushed between Andras and her captor. The door flung open, and a masked woman driver beckoned from within.

"[b][color=orchid]...The fallen one?![/color][/b]" Andras's mind focused, recovering from her horrible farce of a few seconds ago. A new challenger had appeared. A masked yet beautiful girl descended, claiming to be a fallen one. Andras's eye narrowed. "[b][color=orchid]A fallen one is but an imitation of true infernal power. Inferior to that of a Demon.[/color][/b]"

Andras's reply was almost by reflex. She had written lots of poetry on the difference between fallen angels and demons, so she had her thoughts organized on the topic already. '[color=mediumorchid]But still, who is this? Is she perhaps related to this new kidnapping attempt? Nobody else would have such timing. She must be the getaway driver.[/color]'

"[b][color=orchid]A true fallen one, I see. Trying to drag the Demon Lady back to the Abyss...?[/color][/b]" Andras gave a low chuckle. At the same time, she dug in her heels and tried to squirm out of the doll's grasp. "[b][color=orchid]A fair plan. But neither the forces of Heaven nor Hell can lay claim to the Root![/color][/b]"