"Wyverns! someone would shout as farther off many forms with huge wings appeared heading towards the angels. "Grab your swords and prepare for a full attack." this comes from another voice.
Kessin Evantrist would not be far off already with his friends in attack formation..but as soon as they made contact with the wyverns darkness would seem to over come him.
One of his wings was intact but the other was almost completely bitten off by a wyvern as he clutched the blade to his chest his left hand bleeding..the silver translucent pendant around his neck seemed to glimmer and shine as he plummeted towards the earth. the sun above reflected off silver blue eyes as his right hand lifted upwards. His blood seemed to fall above him only to be like rain dropping on his armor that seemed to form from some kind of black material was not blotched with red as he turns his body painfully the first sight of mountain and land would show.
His good wing would wrap around his body and the chewed up one would as well as the first crunch of bones in his wings could be felt and his own feathers would come off...some of them. He lays in front of what seems like a house his body near the edge of the mountain from the on clave. Praying he hoped that someone would find him as his eyes would close and then sleep would come quickly and swiftly.






