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*Lands hard and digs my legs into the dirt*
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*The cloud of smoke and dust remains, jiggling in response to the wind more like gelatin than any cloud and not behaving like any cloud would*
*Straightens out my wings as a crackle ripples through the perceivable area, preceding red bolts of angelic power striking randomly throughout the cloud*