Amora bit her lip, frightened of what might happen. She shut her eyes, wrapping her arms around Flynn desperately. "I don't want to go though!" she whispered fiercely back, not trying to be hurtful, but she wanted to stay with him. "No matter the consequences, I have to try-"<br/><br/>She was cut off by the sound of beating wings and she felt a gust of wind by her feet. Slowly she began to slip down; the fairies had managed to lift the two of them into the tree branches about ten feet in the air. Desperation emanated off her as she grabbed for something to hold onto. But she kept slipping down on account of the slippery fabric they were encased in. "Flynn" she whispered, panic in her eyes the very moment her grip was loosened, and she fell. Right into Screwtape's awaiting arms.