"You did well Prima, relax for now while I will take care of the rest." Damnetra appeared in front of the two.
"Prima! I will heal you now." Sal kneeled down in front of him putting her palm on his wounds.
"It's alright Sal, I am a healing dragon, I can heal myself. You should save your magick for Damnetra instead." Prima pointed towards Damnetra's back that had blood dripping down from where her wings used to be.
"Angel Damnetra! Your wings!"
"Don't worry, I have taken care of him. And now with my wings gone, I am only a demon."
Back in the cottage house, The Lord was resting on the floor with burnt marks all around his body, a result of Damnetra's rage," Just as powerful as your father, Demi."
Damnetra smirked after counting the number of angels. But with most of her magic being used up on fighting the Lord she was feeling weak. I only have one choice left.
Damnetra held Sal in her left arm and gave Prima for her to hold. She jumped back and stood on the edge of the bridge's railing. Closing Sal's eyes with her palm so she could not witness any more massacres. Damnetra tied her necklace around Sal's neck and focused all of her remaining magic on her left arm, burning the angels to death and before the flames could reach them, she let them free fall in the river.
"You are my salvation."