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....Holy Angel - Yalniai & Zelniana - Dark Angel
.. "Yalni" & "Zelni"=
When the army reached the first Steel Door, Yalniai stood idly as she watched the first line attack the door. Yalniai was not in a position to be of much help. There wasn't any room for her to strike with her blade and she wasn't much of a heavy hitter for it to matter either way. The only magic she had was Shine. While it was powerful in its own right against the correct enemies, against a non-Magic Door, it couldn't do much good. Not to mention, Zelniana was the one who wielded the power of magic. But at the same time, Drain was not a spell meant to deal damage. Such casting of spells would only waste their energy. Her sister seemed to think the same thing, for Yalni saw no casting of the unholy magic.
Instead, Yalniai could feel a pair of hands gently touch her shoulders as Zelniana's head appeared beside her own. The Dark Angel's wings curled around the two of them in a very intimate way, demonstrating just how little Zelniana cared for who was watching and judging her. It was extremely embarrassing. Yalniai could not hide that fact has her blue face blushed red. "Zelni, what are you doing...?" Yalniai whispered in a concerned voice so low that she could barely even hear herself. "Shh..." Zelniana cooed, "I remember how uneasy you can get before such large battles..." "Zelni, I-" Yalni tried to tell her that she was fine when her sister gently quieted her, "Shh... Relax..."
As her sister caressed her upper body in a soothing fashion, Yalniai slowly began to close her eyes as she lost herself in the moment of bliss, knowing that with Zelniana's wings wrapped around her, no one could see her pleasurable expressions. She thought about the way Zelniana enveloped her large, black wings around her smaller frame. It was so... protective... lovingly... the last traits one would ever think could be used to accurately define her. Yet, that was why Dark Angel was so fitting a title for Zelniana. She may have been dark and unholy about her ways at times... or most of the time... but she was still an angel. A very strange one at that. Though Yalniai couldn't see herself openly admitting it, she loved her sister dearly and fought to protect her life. She also knew the feeling was mutual.
When Yalniai opened her eyes, the Steel Door and Fear Trap behind it had both been taken down. They were on the move again. Somehow, Yalniai felt herself breathing easier. She moved with such grace, even if performing something as simple as walking. It was weird to move in such a fashion, with such incredible ease. She felt like a heavy burden had been lifted from her, some sort of invisible burden. She thought she was fine before, but feeling herself now, she knew that she could have been better. Now, she did feel better.
With a quick glance behind to see her sister, Yalniai noticed how Zelniana acted as if the moment had never occurred. Yalniai suddenly had the feeling that perhaps it never had, but she knew that it had. It was a curious moment of bliss given to her by a sister that enjoyed finding anything to tease her with from the way she breathed to the size of her breasts. If Yalniai didn't know her sister so well, she would have believed it was simply her imagine for Zelniana to care so much.
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Yalniai & Zelniana
Health: 100% & 100%
Level: 1 & 1
Experience: 0/15 & 0/15
Gold in Hand: 0 & 0
Gold in Lair: 0 & 0
Equipment: Two Katanas & Katana, Staff
Location: Before Hannibal's Second Steel Door, In Primary Offensive Position & Before Hannibal's Second Steel Door, In Support Position
Status: Happy, Relaxed & Satisfied
Efficiency: 100% & 100%
Summary: Intimate moment between the Angel Sisters as the first Steel Door and Fear Trap were destroyed.