Elwine did not get sent down to the surface world very often. She was on a tight leash when it came to that, perhaps because of her sister, and it frustrated her a bit more than she’d like to admit.
Now that there was a relative peace, there was no more fighting. No more fighting, meant that she had no more purpose. She’d been created to be a warrior, so what was a warrior that did not fight? Taffy and Tsurugigozen were no longer available to her, and she had been barred from training other up and coming angels. Most of the other Power Angels wanted nothing to do with her, much less to train after what she had done to Rosemary and Lasafam.
Which meant the few times she could get any relief was these times she was able to come down and pick a fight with a demon--preferably a strong one like that Hijohshiki--or when her God beat her.
She had learned to enjoy those moments--perhaps a little too much.
Unfortunately after her work, in a little town not to far from the Devil’s castle, she had trouble finding anyone who seemed like they would be enjoyable to fight. Or maybe the urge just wasn’t there for once. Elwine couldn’t say. Her enthusiasm for even that had been on a low these past couple days, so instead she just flew around on beaten wings, feathers falling from her already sparse wings with the effort it took to keep her afloat.
As her stomach growled, the cat was considering just returning home with resignation, when her nose caught whiff of a scent that startled her so badly, she actually began falling through the air before she caught herself again.
She knew that smell. She knew it better than anyone else--one so similar to her own.
Immediately she was hit with anger, shock, desperation and longing.
It had been as simple as that. She had never been far away, and yet how long had it been since they’d seen each other? Elwine hovered around for a while, following the scent as if in a dream till she spotted a cozy little cottage beyond the city, in the forest surrounded by swampy grounds.
Right there. She was a witch now, Elwine knew this. What a fitting place for a witch to live.
Well. That was a piece of information that Elwine did not expect to learn today, but she would do nothing with it. She’d just return home, continue with her life, and let her sister continue with hers. She had made her decision to leave heaven, and leave her, so there was nothing more to be said or done.
The angel was surprised when she found her feet carefully landed on the ground before the cottage.
What the hell was she doing?
Food. Chlomaki owed her fish or something, from ages past. She’d just fill her stomach, and be on her way. Slowly she regained her composure and without so much as a knock, shoved the door open.
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