I mounted Silver and asked her, Are you alright, my friend?
Silver answered, I'm fine, Master Archangel. You were hit and I was worried. I almost thought I lost you.
I brushed Silver's feathers and said, You sound like my mother when I was four and my twin was still alive. I eyed Dalia and Diane. Rangers, in the flesh. We'll thank those two later. Now this time, let's cause a little thing I like to call a killer hailstorm. With Silver in the air, I summoned my power of water and created hailstones the size of my head. Tossing one stone after another, I let Silver loose her biggest whirlwind and watched our enemy get pummeled by the storm. I smiled, then grunted. Someone hit me with an arrow and once again I was passing out. This time I was slipping off Silver despite her talons holding me up to prevent me from falling to my death.
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