Reunion

Fable emerged from the woods bearing a small, glistening bundle of ice-blue feathers held gently in his jaws. My staff clattered to the ground as I rushed forward, scooping the fragile form into my arms.

"Borealis!" 

The demon's feathers were cracked and splintered, like a spiderweb etched across a shattered mirror. His left wing was mangled and twisted, having borne the brunt of the mana cannon's attack, and he shivered as I brushed a gaping hole in his other wing. The wound's edges were raw and jagged, laced with mana that matched the ranger twitching on the ground at our feet. 

"I'm sorry," I whispered, hugging the demon tightly. "I'm so sorry. If only… if only I had been stronger…"