Adam began to float downwards toward the twins, stopping just slightly above them, his wings folding neatly behind his back as he stood on the air. The red-haired girl, Kiera, had a twin ponytail design. Looking at her from where he stood, it kind of reminded Adam of Priscilla minus the drills, of course, but nevertheless, her body stirred slightly with each passing second, pain overtaking it.
And her breathing was shallow, but she was still very much alive albeit barely. Her golden nocturnal eyes fluttered open, dazed and unfocused.
The moment she saw him standing over her, she stiffened.
Her lips trembled, her voice weak.
"Who… who are… you?"
She asked.
