"Hurry!" Marcus exclaimed as he dragged his friend along with pure joy, "I don't know when it's starting but we should get there ASAP! Now HOLD ONNNN!"
He sprouted large black wings from his back and flew off the ground, still holding on to his friend. "This should get us there much faster!" He said as he looked back at the girl.
However, after about a minute, his wings had suddenly retracted until they vanished. Catching Marcus by surprise, he had forgotten about his curse in his moment of joy. They began to fall back down to the ground. They were only a few feet high, so when they hit the ground they had only suffered minor bruises.
After brushing it off, Marcus looked away with a much more depressed look than he had originally.
"Of course..." He said, "How could I forget about my curse...? I'm no winged guardian. Now I'm just a grounded demon..."
He pulled out a Bible from his satchel and began ripping the pages out in sudden anger. "Why me?!" He exclaimed, "Why did that demon have to curse ME?"