Unwanted Self & Hellhound

Mary let out a soft gasp, her hair fluttering upward as she fell. There was something wrong with her body, she couldn't just seem to control herself.

It wasn't as if this was the first time she fell from the sky.

Everything around her spun at high velocity but in the midst of this confusion, a fiery orange phantom burst out of the window Lucas was in.

An arm wrapped around her and before she knew it, everything had stopped spinning.

Lucas gently laid her on the grass before looking at Levi, cloaked in a hood who quietly went to the spot the short sword fell and picked it.

The slight yet deep growl coming from him made Lucas frown deeply. It was as if he was staring right at a tiger.

Mary grimaced at the sight of the open wound in her right wing.

Although Lucas wanted to say comforting words, there would be no better way to comfort Mary than to deal with the attacker.

And so, he rose to his feet, approaching Levi with strong steps.