You live in a world full of superior, commonly evil demons and inferior, defenseless angels. Angels are constantly hiding out of fear of being captured by the ruling species, demons. You are a demon. After taking a stroll around your usual span of territory, you see an angel fall from the trees. He was injured and had a broken wing, terrified as you approached. He was curled up against the tree, his white, feathery wings defensively huddled around himself "P-please stay back, demon!"