Lyza
I hear Morian cry out and I turn to look, only to see him slam to the ground. I turn to go back as he skips and slides across the ground. "Lyza!" Ismae calls to me, "Don't go back! the daemons want you, not so much him!"I shake my head, I will not lose him again. I then pause as Morian waves me on. I watch as he stands and draws his daggers. I go to draw my throwing knives, but am startled as Ismae ducks underneath my legs and takes off, me riding her. "We can't have you die before your wings develop! If that ever does happen, you will never see him again." Ismae chastises. "What?! Why?!?" I exclaim, I had never gotten this information before."Because of who you were before you came here" she replies matter of factually"I still don't know who that is...."" I whisper, choking on my tears.Ismae's voice softens, "You will, in time. Let them deal with the rest of them, it's a bigger force than usual, but Morian's gift was speed, no other Angel could rival him. Just as well, Mikael isn't named after Michael the Archangel for nothing. they will be fine, unless...." She trails off."unless what?" I ask, fear racing through me."unless they run into Fallaqueal" Ismae replies in disgust, "He was the only other Angel of Morian's rank that fell. He tried to get in close to The Son so "His Infernal Majesty," as he's so called, could overthrow him. The Holy Judge caught him though."Fallaqueal... I've heard that name before. I wrack my brains, trying to remember, when suddenly, the story Morian told me comes to mind. "Oh! He was the one that Morian said Killed all his friends before he met me!""Ismae doesn't say anything for a while. "well lets hope he doesn't come again." she says with finalityI nod and look back. "Don't give up yet Morian," I whisper, with tears spilling down my face "I still need you."
