Celestia's POV:
He was ferocious before, but that was nothing when compared with his current appearance. As he came near the Incubus who was hiding behind me, the air around me got warm.
The Incubus fell beside me and cried out, "Dawn, I am sorry for everything that I did to you. Please forgive me and save my life! I don't want to die—"
I just moved away from the creature in disgust. How much did I plead with him to let me go—but he never listened to me. Now that his life was on the line, he was begging with me. Perhaps he deserves to die like the rest of them; he tried to disrobe me after all.
"You tried to disrobe the Dawn?!" the Anti-Angel roared at him after he read my thought.
The Incubus got back to his feet and moved a step away from the Anti-Angel as the distance between them started to lessen.
