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A bloody fight erupts on the bridge People everywhere are running or fighting The gunners aren’t sure what to do, and they stutter in their ai our own people, and the angels above us are els don’t even pull out their weapons Either they’re worried about er have or they’re so confident that they don’t bother eapons

We can’t beat angels one-on-one We had anticipated the ground crew having to fight soe, but not the entire angel host That was as far as our planning skills and tiels punch our fighters off the bridge or break their backs or kick theuns or rifles to shoot at the angels despite the risk of hitting other people

I raise el who heads my way It feels really flimsy compared with the sword I used to have I don’t know if he can see oing to kill It’s just a question of who

If I’ht him off and -ter-term, Iwe signed up for this doesn’t help even if we all knew our chances of survival were close to zero Actually being faced with death is totally different

My hands are treht I try to calht effectively, but adrenaline screa me jittery

As I calculate e of olden and his face chiseled, but he looks at ure out what to do, snoings blot out the angel

It’s Raffe

And he has two of his Watchers backing hioing full speed He has his back to me as if completely confident I won’t attack him, despite the fact that we’re enerabs hie

I let out a deep breath My hands shake with relief Raffe is fighting another angel, not humans

He whips out his sword, ready to strike I step back-to-back with hi at us His Watchers step to each side of us, hting leans back to avoidhard He’s probably not used to fighting on his feet

My opponent rolls away froht

Raffe turns to me

It’s the first ti in pain and blinking rapidly

He ca lights, he ca into th earplugs He looks at the orange plugs in rab one and push it into his ear

He understands and puts one into his other ear I know they don’t help a lot, but they ets the attention of the two Watchers beside us who also pluck earplugs out ofI don’t care who sees h