The steady pull on Gabe's hind-paws almost made him slip; only digging his claws into the floor kept him in place. Even then it was hard--his whole body strained, muscles quivering. The pain springing in his paw made the lion yelp, and then--
Someone new. Someone through the door, someone whose confusion and terror Gabe could smell.
Murphy!
The Archangel wasn't sure what did it. Whether it was the surprise of the interruption breaking his concentration, or just the way Landel had forced him into a human body. Either way, in that moment his unstable lion-shape reached the point it couldn't maintain itself and collapsed. The vines clung to human ankles and yanked him away with a suddenness that made Gabriel cry out.
Before they could throw him, before he could hit the wall or be sent down the corridor, or simply before the man on the floor could attack anew, the Archangel yanked himself into a second shape, one the vines would never be able to catch--a small moth, brown and dusky, fluttering through the air toward Murphy.
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Someone new. Someone through the door, someone whose confusion and terror Gabe could smell.
Murphy!
The Archangel wasn't sure what did it. Whether it was the surprise of the interruption breaking his concentration, or just the way Landel had forced him into a human body. Either way, in that moment his unstable lion-shape reached the point it couldn't maintain itself and collapsed. The vines clung to human ankles and yanked him away with a suddenness that made Gabriel cry out.
Before they could throw him, before he could hit the wall or be sent down the corridor, or simply before the man on the floor could attack anew, the Archangel yanked himself into a second shape, one the vines would never be able to catch--a small moth, brown and dusky, fluttering through the air toward Murphy.