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Hailey watched Serae go. She stayed quiet, moving toward the door and out of the way. Once getting herself comfortable, leaned against the wall, she closed her eyes. Time to figure out what went wrong.

“Hailey!” her eyes snapped open, and she was in a different place. An old place. The atmosphere around her swirled briefly. Hailey saw herself standing off to the side with Lucifer first, before seeing what she was after a fair distance away. She focused on Spyrth, fighting an army of at least 20 fallen angels by himself. He lost his sword, and a sharp blade struck his right shoulder. He seemed to realise as soon as Hailey that the fight wasn’t a win. He turned, abandoning the fight and saw past Hailey, to where her memory counterpart was fighting.

“Hailey!” he called again, and she moved faster toward him. He called for her again, this time getting tackled by fallen who ripped at his chest, neck and arms. He tried desperately to hide his wings. Before she got there, he went still and the angels abandoned him. She collapsed beside him, examining him quickly. His clothes repaired themselves, hiding the taint on his chest so well he probably wouldn’t even know it was there.

Hailey opened her eyes, seeing her best friend on the floor before moving out of the room to analyse herself. Don’t feel.