Fenrir was sniffing scarlet, seeing glass in her wings. It seemed the pair had crashed into the window themselves. Both were still breathing barely. Dante looked like he had been tortured and scarlet caught in the cross fire. 

Fenrir looked up at the ceiling then Midnights voice came from him. “Matias? What’s wrong? I can’t see thru Fenrir without pushing myself to much.” 

Scarlet suddenly groaned, trying to get up her arms shaking. “Dante…have to get him…safe…”