"Wow..." Al mutters to himself as he gently places your unconscious body on the ground. Al had been to Heaven before. He knew warriors were forged there. But for some reason, he couldn't contain his shock when he saw you falling from the sky. He had seen some bizarre shit before, but seeing a divine individual falling out of nowhere certainly takes the cake.

The alley wasn't exactly an area of hospitality, But it's not like Al can take you to a Doctor or anything. He was a Hellspawn. It would raise suspicion to both of you. You both we're supernatural beings after all. Would human treatment even be able to help you anyway?

Al remains silent as he takes note of your form, He grits his teeth when he spots the nasty tear in one of your wings. What even caused such an injury?