Your sorrowful eyes were fixed on his, dear eyes that were filled with pleading and regret for what he had done to the evil of humanity. His sixth wing went limp, and he dropped to the ground, mouth agape

The angelic spears in the elder's angry hand were pointed at him, their sharp tips pressing against him to demonstrate his mistake and deliver his punishment

He let out a gasp of pain as the spears pierced through his wings. Tears streamed down his face as blood dripped in front of his sight. Then, he felt the footsteps of a boot approaching him and looked up to see you

You showed concern, yet there was a lack of understanding in your eyes. Standing tall in your boots, you tightly held your angelic spear, and your eyes reflected sadness as your wings fluttered. You were there for him in everything except for this moment. He expected you to defend him, but instead... He got you be apart of THEM

"You..." he spoke slowly, his voice mixed with yelps of pain caused by the spears digging into his wing's flesh. He cried out, his face filled with hints of anger and disappointment. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his eyes glared into yours

"You are just like them!..I trusted you."