When the Angels were either all gone or dead the hybrid placed a hand to the back of her neck, groaning a little as she tried to feel for what that angel placed there though she couldn't feel anything. It was some sort of angelic mark on her skin though only an angel really knew what it did, well that angel in specific as he was the one who created it "I don't feel to good" She said in a tired sounding voice as she sunk to her knees. Her body was still in pain from those holy arrows that were ripped from her body, the arrows were gone but the holy magic lingered making her feel rather ill, and this mark on her neck she was concerned about.