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Ihai dragged his feet as he made his way out of the Warrior's lair. Having just healed from the war, it was the first time he had been outside in ages. He loathed his weakness, for the memories of his second loss were still branded into his mind. He would find a way to make it up to his mighty goddess, even if it was the last thing he did. But soon enough, none of it mattered. He had been severed from his regretful train of thought when a white figure came into view beyond the monochrome clouds. It took him no time at all to realize it was another pockettu. His piercing yellow eyes widened, and he paused a moment, unsure of what to do. But despite being cursed, he figured he could try to help. Unfurling his ashen wings, he took to the skies and caught the tumbling girl. Touching down gracefully, he dropped her to the ground, watching her become covered in dust. But as he looked closer, he noticed the amount of blood on her clothes. This bewildered Ihai, for she appeared unscathed, despite falling from the atmosphere. Who was this girl? Rather, what was she? Sighing, he opened his mouth and addressed the mysterious pockettu. "What on earth were you doing falling from the sky? Speak, girl, who are you?" He stared into her scarlet eyes, realizing in full that she too was cursed. At least she was no pansy. Becoming impatient, he slammed his foot into her side. "Speak girl! What brought you here, and from where?" The longer he waited, the more curious he became. But his eyes never left hers. He would get his answers, no matter how long it took.