Ashtell growled... was that blood in the angel's hair? She hadn't even hit him yet. She sensed something different about this angel...though she didn't bother to probe his mind. He was just another self righteous idiot sent into the field to be killed. "You wanna fight? I can do that...just promise me one little thing..." she whispered, sliding just behind him she hissed in his ear. "Don't die to quickly" she snapped, jumping away and firing several lightning bolts at the angel. She felt the ground beneath her turn to ice, slick and slippery, once she was done with her spells. She had sent the lightning at him to distract him and iced the ground...his guns would have to be dealt with later. If he tried to come after her now...Ashtell smiled at the thought of his face slamming into the slippery ice as she fired spells at his back. "Take your best shot angel!" she said coyly, picking up her scythe from where it lay on the ice.