"Let. Go. Of. Me. NOW," she snarls menacingly. You begin to
chuckle helplessly. "What is so funny?" she demands trying
to extract her hand from yours. "Nevermind," you reply
coldly and carry her along again. Seeing a hole ahead in the clouds,
you spread your wings and gesture for her to do the same. She
stubbornly refuses, and you shrug at her willfulness. And jump of the
cloud dragging her behind and let go of her hand.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" she screams startled as she finds herself
hurtling through the air. She involuntarily spreads her wings to slow
her descent falling slowly after you.
You lift your hands in a solemn gesture, and the dull jewel on your
wrist brightens. She stops in mid-flutter scowling prettily. "Let
me go!" she protests struggling. You move ahead of her shaking
your head. "I'm sorry, I can't do that until you explain
yourself. What am I?" She continues squirming in vain, but
finally droops defeated. "You are a dark angel now, and going to
have to serve Derelas. Please, let me go," she pleads looking
exhausted. You only shakes her head again in negation ruthlessly.
"You will help me." You release the spell, but retain a hold
on her hand physically. She growls something incoherent, and suddenly
slaps you across the face. This only makes you angrier, and you
tighten your grip practically dragging her along now.