I'd prefer it if we keep divine intervention out of the storybook, (i.e. no god-modding.)
Just as long as your character doesn't have the spirits do his fighting for him, it is okay.
~Thaden Ma'lar~
Finally, some reinforcements arrived. Seraph and some other person I hadn't seen before had come. Another Djinn fell to an invisible form. A Djinn jumped from a tree onto my back. I contained the fire, but I couldn't concentrate on the the rest of him. I flapped my wings harder and gained altitude.
Fire shot out at me, but they missed by a wide margin. The Njinn started hitting me from behind. I couldn't reach him from here. I'd have to use my flying. When I felt him shift his balance for another blow, I brought my right wing in. When I had finished my sharp turn I brought my left wing in and fell. All the Djinn could do was hold on. The ground came up faster and faster. At 100 feet, I initiated a crash landing. I stopped my dive at 50 feet. My altitude was still dropping, but now it was a smooth drop.
Normally, my airspeed would be too fast to stop. With battle talons though, I had the extra traction I needed. As we approached the ground, I flared my wings briefly, then pulled them back in as I thrusted my talons into the ground. The resulting collision happened incredibly fast. I pulled my head in just at impact. I felt myself doing a front flip. I landed hard on my wings, but I had survived.
My passenger had not though. He had been ejected from my back into a tree and burst upon impact. The number of Djinn had declined significantly. All around me, they were being engaged. Pain, which had been kept down by adrenaline, now rushed up all over my back and wings.
