”I just wanted to help!”

You heard a young Seraphim yell as she fell from the sky, landing on the rooftop you were on. She was covered in bruises, as her clothes were slightly torn. Her long white hair was messy, and she was missing two of her wings, one from each side.

She kneeled down, clutching her arm, dripping a glowing golden liquid, angel’s blood. You notice she was softly crying, muttering, “How could Sera do this?!….W-why?!….”

What will you do?