The angels were very close now, only a couple of hundred yards away.

She only shook her head. "You might have a chance, though." Electa was crouched over the rifle, her body poised. She shot him a glance, and the worry in her eyes, the concern for him was obvious. "I'm serious, Vexin. If it's looking bad, just get away from here."

He tried not to cry in fear. "B-but ... I can't l-lose someone else." He said as soft as a breeze, his fear wasn't for himself at all. It was for her. His teal eyes where scared, he was scared he'd lose someone again. And she was the only person that probably wouldn't try to kill him.

Electa shot, the echo booming across the desert like thunder. In the air, one of the angels vanished into falling petals of light. They were almost near enough now to see their faces; screams of rage were audible, and they were able see the flurry of shining wings. She shot again and missed as one of the angels darted to the side; tracking it, she got it as it moved. It burst into pieces, confetti on fire with the sun.

Suddenly the remaining three angels were on them, their wings filling the sky. Electa started to fire again, and then ducked as one of them surged forward and swooped at her, trying to cuff her with its wing; the others were just behind. She could never fight this many up close.

They were going to kill her.

It scared Vex like all heck. But what scared him the most in the situation was the risk of losing the one person that he realized he actually cared about. He realized in a split second that Electa was more than a partner in this situation, she was ... like a friend. Electa was his friend. He wasn't about to be all scared while someone else in his life died. He wasn't about to let that happen. Not again. He didn't have a gun nor did he know how to shoot but he still found he didn't care. He pushed himself out form his hiding spot and let his wings unfurl into view, pulling himself out and using his wings to shield her best he could. It wasn't much but he wasn't sure how he could actually help to hurt the angels.

The angels all gave a hiss of frustration. "Get away, half-human thing." Only seconds had passed. Electa fired again; the angel that had been on her exploded into fragments of light. Screeching in fury, the remaining two dove at her and Vexin in spiraling chaos of wings and radiance. Her jaw tensed as she realized there was no way she could get them both; one of them was going to kill them.

Pained, and now a bit angry, he thrust with his wings and threw himself at one. He didn't fly often but he was pretty good at it.

Electa's eyes widened as she saw him; she lowered her rifle slightly, staring upward. The two angels banked in opposite directions. With a howl of anger, one of the angels veered back toward Electa. She started to shoot; the other one, momentarily getting away from Vexin. She looked up, startled, then hit the ground and rolled as its wings strained for her.

He tried to lung at the one that tried to get away from him. He wasn't much a fighter, he hated hurting others. But this was a situation where he did swing out and try to sock it in the jaw or anywhere really. He hoped Electa could shoot the other, but he'd try to attack it as well if needed. He was shaking though, torso hurting madly to where he just might pass out from the pain.

A shot sounded as Electa fired. Light erupted around them like fireworks as the angel attacking her vanished.

The final angel howled in rage. It beat at Vexin with its wings, trying to push him aside; then suddenly twisted backward, spiraling toward Electa, wings shrieking through the air. She rolled and shot from the ground--and the fifth angel's halo buckled and trembled. A second later it was gone.

The sudden stillness was like a clear mountain pool. Electa staggered to her feet and looked up at Vex, her expression dazed

(gtg for a moment)

(Kk.)

He flapped heavily to stay in the air, now hugging his torso. He just about passed out right then and there, almost dropping from the air.