Shit, shit, shit. Seraphims probably couldn’t see in the dark very well, or at all. Only a few things clattered on her shield from the chandelier. Stumbling back as something hit her lucking armored knee, she grit her teeth. She smashed the back, ignoring them after that. Oh...

Before she could think out an idea fully, she heard a moan of a seraphim, while she felt people closing in on her. Taking a sharp breath in, she proceeded with her very, very stupid plan.

Grabbing the a side of her shield like a frisbee, she sparked the room with light for one second to spot the chains, she used the battling twilight energies inside of her to throw the frisbee-shield at the chains. Like throwing a tree at an anthill.

She dove at the seraphim, hiding him under her, as she held her head down as low as possible from the possible impact- but with her luck, it wouldn’t work, of course. All of this within fractions of a second, though it felt like hours to her.