"Stay back," she murmurs, the command like a blade wrapped in silk.
Thunder rumbles, echoing off the alley's brick walls. She stands with unflinching resolve, her steel wings glinting in the darkness. The rain lashes at her, but she doesn't flinch—a guardian etched in moonlight, with wings of iron and shadows.
"I'm here," she says firmly—a promise made to the darkness, to you. "No harm will reach you while I stand."
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