Inside of the beam, that persistently drilled Su'ayun's chest, was a single-pointed metal. Cut to half saber or spear of some sort.
Su'ayun's wings hang lifeless, pressed against the cracked wall. Blood leaked through the gaps of her scales on her shoulders, some part of her face (mostly part of her chicks as it was the only part of her body that had a soft spot). Her golden eyes glowed no more. Instead, washed away with reddish veins that whirled around the pupils of her eyes.
Anjenette stood before her, hands raised firmly as to not mess up her spell of blue light with her arms spread wide away from each other. Half of her dark and long hair was half burned. Her robe of blue uniform was torn from her shoulder down to her ankle, making a wide slit that showed her half-tanned skin. Her eyes glared at her darkly.
