10-26-2010, 03:08 PM
King tried to think of a way to better help her and held his hand up, creating a soft light to appear and to hit her. It was a warm, comforting light, best he could make, hoping it would help the once proud angel. "Please, don't die. I can't deal with more death on my hands. Not like this," he preyed, trying to make her eat and trying to give her water to drink as she was showered in light.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.