Fleur looked at Octavia.  The spell the angel had cast would hold the wraith,  for now,  but surely others were on their way.  Fleur wove fog behind them as she followed Octavia through the forest,  she hoped the angel knew where they were going,  Fleur was to busy trying to make them harder to follow.

Ahead of her Octavia's footsteps came to a halt. [i] "The arrow in my wing, please... Pull it out. "[/i]

[color=ed1c24]"Sure thing boss,  I'm Fleur by the way,  in case one of us dies."[/color]  Fleur handed Octavia a lash of wood to bite down on.  [color=ed1c24]"I wish I could tell you this won't hurt,  but it's going to."[/color] 

Fleur pulled the arrow from the angel's wing as gently as she could,  follwing the shaft with healing magic to repair any damage caused.  She should have done this earlier,  but she had feared the rest of the woman's wounds had been to grave.

Once it was done.  She asked quietly. [color=ed1c24]"What's the plan?"[/color]

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