*Noct's pov*
Suolo and I are sitting idly in our hotel room playing cards, when a cold rush of energy surges over us, making the feathers on my wings stiff. Suolo looks up at me, worry plastered on her face, "Noct, you felt that right?" I nod and jump up suddenly, "That came from the direction of the school!" I grab my sword from the couch and throw the window open before propelling myself into the air. I don't even bother to see if Suolo is following as I race towards the school.

Nearing the school, my fears are confirmed by the sight of hundreds of demons heading to the school. I will my wings to carry me faster. I land before the majority of them reach the space the barrier should be, and fire a ball of flaming magic at the mass of demons. The sight of burning comrades does nothing to hinder them however, and I continue to be pushed back. I see Suolo flying closer and thank god she decided to follow me. Her normally friendly eyes are set in anger and she begins destroying the awful creatures with thorny vines that rip and strangle. She stays in the air, focuses all her strength into her magic. I'm grateful she knows her limits in fighting strength but I'm honestly overwhelmed on the ground, and I wish I had someone to help. As if on cue, Amare's exorcist class runs outside, and I see Yukio call out orders I can't possibly hear.

Demons are coming at me from all sides, and it's exhausting to say the least. I can't stop however, that much is obvious, the mass of creatures keeps coming, and I have to keep slicing and burning. I see Amare's black wings out of the corner of my eye, and our eyes meet as she begins flying toward me. I smile widely at the prospect of help, but that smile falls as I notice her lurch to the side a bit. I can't tell exactly from here, but she looks as though she's been injured. I glance toward the school and see exorcists running onto the battlefield. One of those assholes must have shot her thinking she was a demon! She turns midair and begins flying towards them, has she gone fucking mental?!

Without any warning, I'm shoved to the ground, I turn around as I fall prepared to slice down whatever dared come at me, but I stop. My sword falls from my hand and clatters to the ground before I do, everything is in slow motion as I see Suolo in front of me, hand outstretched, with a gapping hole in her chest. She falls on top of me and I sit up scrambling to pull her onto my lap, her pink dress is stained with red, and her whole body is limp. Tears roll down my cheek, "What were you thinking Suolo. Why did you save me?!" She smiles weakly, "I'm sorry Noct, but you had to live, you've got to train Amare right? Don't blame yourself, this was my choice."
"You idiot, you can't die yet! You're to young. I'm old, 12,097 years old, you're practically a baby, you can't die."
"Thanks for everything Noct, tell Amare thank you too would you?" Her magic that had been keeping her heart pumping stopped suddenly, and I could feel her soft presence drift away, but her smile remained plastered to her face. I can't move, all I can do is stare at her unmoving face. I again feel envy toward humans, toward their souls, the things that allowed them to live even after death, the biggest thing that separates humans from Angels. To think so many of them squander such a brilliant gift, when we don't get a chance at it. I can never see Suolo again, she's gone forever.

I feel a tail rip from my spine, no doubt thanks to the envy I feel right now, and I loose it. I scream at the top of my lungs, holding Suolo's body against my own tightly and allow flire to burn everything around me, holy flames scorch every demon unfortunate enough to have come here today. I scream until I'm completely depleted of energy and I let my head fall to the ground, Suolo's unfeeling body still clutched in my arms as I loose consciousness.

I'm sorry.