The last thing I remembered was saving Michael from being beheaded, then total darkness. Fleeting wisps of whispers dance around me as my mind's eye opened. I was looking down on myself, my body completely cut in half. Ariel was the very image of a vengeful Angel. Light and darkness flowed from her wolf form. Her white fur blazed with Angelic light, her dark wings made totally of darkness and shadows, her eyes and cheeks wet from tears.
She surged to the Angel that had cut me down, the impact of their bodies vibrating through the air like a shock wave. She tore into the Angel like a beast, ripping his wings from his back in large chunks until there was nothing left but stubs on his back and white bloodied feathers covered the ground around them. She started speaking but no words made it
