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It was not long before the group had taken down the remaining stragglers, but before Mia could finish delivering her order, a tatted corpse nearby ignited. The following burst sent the team flying out the window. While Mia was quick to slow her fall through transformation, subsequently rescuing Cerulean as well, Angel was caught off guard by the blow.
His descent consisted of a fit of twisting and turning, trying to unravel himself from his cluttered feathers. Only midway after his fall did he finally unball himself and unravel his wings. He caught the wind beneath his feathers and halted his drop - though Mia, with Cerulean in tow, was descending much more slowly than she would have if she had not acted on impulse. Bushi managed to handle himself - though one particular body that fell passed him had...
"Robin!"
Angel cried out and dove down for her, sending out his retractable hook like a fishing line for her to grab onto as he descended; he did not latch it directly onto her, as a wrong step could ensnare and possibly rip her flesh falling from this rate. But... she had missed. Robin missed the grab and collided onto the floor beneath. Thankfully she had saved herself in time to prevent a splattering death, but still knocked herself unconscious.
The harpy's dive was not quick enough. He landed mere moments after Robin's fall, before allowing himself to slump to his knees. His wings withered around his body, cloaking him like a ruffled shawl. Not even his famed angel dust could do anything for someone in such a critical condition.
Angel stared at her body with empty eyes, as if traumatized by his companion's near death. He had failed his teammate.
With only himself to blame, the harpy could no longer look at Robin now that the EMTs were handling her, and solemnly made his way back to the Humvee. Without word he leapt up and perched himself atop the vehicle.
