Out of the rubble a large human like creature emerges and begins to walk towards them. With an out stretched hand, body battered, bruised and bloodied he tries to speak. "Please...help...me..." The being collapses to the ground face first. The healer and priest look at each other not knowing what to do. After a few seconds of staring at the angel they scramble towards him trying to see if he was injured. as they look him over they realized that most of what "was" his armor was now turning to dust. piece after piece the fell off his body as dust. the only pieces that where left on him was the partial plate mail on his chest, the left leg plate and his pauldron, which now had a large crack on the side.
"Get the bag!" Yelled the healer as she takes off the chest-plate and untied the scale-mail revealing the angel's bare skin. "Which bag? The Red or the Blue?" As the priest stood there stunned and gawking at what lay before him. "I need the Blue, you Dolt!" As she got up and grabbed the bag from him. When she sat down she pulled out a vial of gold liquid, and poured half of it onto the angel's chest. As the healer began to spread the liquid over the body, the priest began citing a passage from the scroll of Psalms:
"The lord is my shepherd: I shall not want... He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters... He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake... Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me... Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over... Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever..."
as he finished he looked toward the healer and saw that she was sobbing. he walked over to her and put a hand over her and tried to smile, "Amen" was all he could say before she looked at him