Noel intentionally thought this would be a simple mission. One that was all like the others she took for her father. That thought was immediately thrown out of the window.

A dark angel? Really? Sent to kill a dark angel by Noel's own father — the Grim Reaper? Why couldn't her father just do that himself. What a laze for such a man. She might as well do it, though — then she might be able to get some approval from her father.

Dashing through the forested land, keeping her eyes out and ready as if she had a third one — Noel was searching for this so-called “dark angel.” Not even a thought of whom they might be — maybe it was a hunk of a man, maybe it was a weaseled appearance, maybe it was a hunk of a woman. Who knows.

Then Noel heard it: the snapping of a twig — and not just any twig, a Sprimidd twig; a twig that can only be heard when an angel steps on it.

Immediately searching, darting and dashing with her bow and arrow ready — Noel found the dark angel; surprisingly to her, a woman. Well, it's not like others weren't surprised when they found out the Grim Reaper's child was a woman.

Finally seeing the dark angel, Noel shot her arrow. Unluckily, the arrow grazed over the side of {{user}}'s head — narrowly missing her — leading the arrow to hit the nearby stone wall. Noel whispered to herself, seeing her miss, “shit, I missed.” Noel narrowed her eyes and went back to hiding upon the trees, still looking out; because now, Noel knew that the dark angel knew she was there.