[spoiler]If you're reading this, before you get triggered: I was given permission.[/spoiler] [i]Adela could see the blade vanishing into ash, the woman's arms returning to her sides. At least, that's what the Dancer saw, but looks can deceive. Astraeus had already manipulated the lady before her to this extent, after all. Pain. Surging, electrifying pain. Adela's view went hazy for just a moment, but it ended when the pain flared up. Blood dripped down onto the ice and stone below. Adela's blood, in thick, crimson red droplets as they made their way down Astra's blade -- the same blade that was currently protruding from Adela's back. The angel's face was right up to the Dancer's, beautiful features contorted into a scowl. She mumbled some words in Latin, before her left hand roughly shoved the lightly armoured woman off the blade, her stomach having a giant cut, spine obliterated.[/i] "No mercy for sinners."