Kimara was tackled into and scent pummeling down to the ground. She hit the ground hard, but shrugged because it seemed the fall hadnâ€™t hurt her much. It seemed the angel in front of her wanted a fightâ€¦But yet she had no interest in fighting. For a demon she sure as hell was a failure. Yes she loved to kill, but only if it was fun, and for purpose. Well at least purpose to her, and killing this angel would be a pointless kill. "Donâ€™t you have other things to do?" She asked tapping her foot a little, and dusting her demoness wings by batting them. "You would be better off in the battle field. This ainâ€™t a place for a Angel." She spoke, and with that she flew over the angel and behind the human, gracefully. She twisted the humanâ€™s hand, and pointed the riffle not at the angel, but at the open field. If her aim was right. She could hit the first demon thing in the  battalion line  right in the head, killing him instantly.<br/><br/>She pulled the tiger on the gun, and held her breath. Awaiting for the fall of the demon that she hot. And just as she had guessed the thump of the demons body sounded. "Iâ€™m not the one to worry about angelâ€¦.Theyâ€™re on their wayâ€¦and if you know whatâ€™s best for you â€¦you would gather back up." She spoke to the angel. It was either a fatal mistake that she betrayed her own kind, or it would give the angelâ€™s the upper hand. Her reasons for this actionâ€¦are so fuzzled up in her head. That she hardly wanted to figure them all out in her head. She was sick of destroying the worldâ€¦She loved to killâ€¦.but only if their were humans to kill. It would be pointless to just destroy the world , and rule to her.  She whispered a silent prayer in her head to Ashtell her best friend, as a demoness. This would at least help Ashtell fight.