Anethrial drew closer to the door. She knew that she could probably not out run him she had just been hoping to distract him so the others could get away, but they seemed so stubbornly stupid as to not try. She was pushed down by his horse and hit the ground hard for a moment her eye sight grew dark. It was enough she thought. A self sacrifice that might put her back into Gods graces. Enough.<br/><br/>Anethrial was snapped back into reality as she was lifted up by War. His eyes stared into her golden ones. The fall to the ground had moved her hood from her face reveling her pale soft face, with large golden eyes and long blond hair.His stare brought a shiver through her body, she was paralyzed in fear to the point she didn't even struggle to get out of his grasp. She trembled at the question thinking she was going to die. She honestly did not know.<br/><br/>" How would I know? I am not an angel." She told him softly.