Scent Of Lilacs

I landed with a grunt and threw the murderous troll off the unicorn. She lay on her side, breathing rapidly, blowing out air with a snort.

"Envy." I wanted to retaliate and kill everyone but I kneeled next to her, tucking my wings away.

One of Envy's legs was bent at an odd angle, and a wing was torn, several feathers ripped away.

Please be all right, Snow White sobbed. Her sadness tore through me, and I growled the pain away.

All that mattered was that I collected the seven magics, I thought, but my insides ached. It was an awful truth about myself.

"Envy, can you hear me?" I asked, gently touching her side.

She winced and opened an eye. "Yes," she said, the word garbled.

I swallowed. Regardless of my personal desires, I didn't want this poor creature to suffer. "You can heal yourself, right? What can I do to make it easier?"

She snorted. "I must do what I must, what I can, what is necessary."