[Serra Britt]

Feenai let out the breath the was unconsciously holding as she surveyed the aftermath of her grenade. The ravens had either all flown off or had died, she saw some of them lying on the ground around Lev, unmoving black husks.

Lev's...or rather, the demon's pain was washing over Feenai and making her dizzy. She could hear him talking, as well as Shealtiel and Jeanne, but she could not concentrate on the words at all. She collapsed back into the APC, fighting against lying down on the seat but failing miserably. Despite the outcome she was rather pleased with herself. Unlike the last fight, this time she had done a lot more work and had probably saved them from a grisly fate.

Unable to concentrate, Feenai let the pain claim her as she closed her eyes.