Maniacal laughter from your comrade who's above you currently. His coat falls onto you, and you move it off of yourself. Looking up, you see Nikolai, with... damaged, but beautiful white wings with blackened tips. The cars caught on fire, exploding with a loud sound, pieces crashing everywhere. He continues laughing maniacally.

Nikolai looks down to you with a crazed smile.

"It's not called the Decay of Angels for nothing!!"

He takes his coat from you and holds it close to him.