Able lay as still as he could manage. He was in a kind of pain that no one could possibly understand but more than the pain burning in his chest he could feel the hate for his brother reach boiling point. If anyone could understand what he was feeling it was Cain. They both had wings and they had both known the kind of pain that came with when being injured. Still, Cain stood there not doing a thing to come to his aid. He would rather protect some human than come to the aid of his brother. More than that Able felt a fraction of despise for the ring master as well. He was a man who painted himself as their friend and guardian and yet now he, without c
