Jade, her concern for Rosa paramount, rushed past the creature to check on her fallen comrade. The creature's voice followed her, dismissive yet informative, "Don't worry, food, I can't take enough energy to make it fatal, but she will be tired for a while. I won't be as secretive as you, pesky vermin. I'm only as strong as those I am fighting in THIS form, and I don't want to alarm any of the Angelic bastards... not that they seem to care, regardless. Better they stay ignorant on these things and focus on whatever it is they do."
Jade, frustration mounting, managed to ask, "And what exactly are they supposed to do?"
The creature gave her a peculiar look, its curiosity piqued. "And what would you want to know for, little foodling?"
"First off, stop calling me food," Jade retorted sharply, "Second, all I know about the Angelic race is my boyfriend, Ty, is that they can't be trusted at any cost. Do you know who he is?"
