"...What happened? Are you hurt... Angel?"
Hearing the familiar voice beside her ear, Angel gradually came to her senses and looked to her side. At some point, Klein had arrived beside her and was kneeling on one knee, examining her wounds.
"Most of it is other people's blood. My injuries have already healed."
She pulled herself together enough to answer, looking down at the blood staining her hands.
It had been left behind during her brief fight with Snarner, who had resisted desperately after she entered the Mirror World.
After the War Bishop was struck by the Calamity charm and kicked out of the Mirror World, affecting most of the airships connected to him, Angel had tried to use that blood to curse him, only to be thwarted by the Red Angel evil spirit. She had then rushed off to stop the other two airship squadrons from devastating the East and West Boroughs. As a result, she had had no chance to clean herself up before returning home, and the butler and maids hiding there had initially thought something terrible had happened to her outside.
"I'm glad you're all right. I thought you'd been... hurt in the fighting."
Klein managed a faint smile as he reassured her. Although he had come in a hurry, he had already learned about the morning's battle in Backlund from his own butler. Those somewhat distorted accounts had told him what Angel had done, and he had guessed why she was feeling so low.
Sure enough, Angel's next words confirmed it:
"I wasn't hurt, but so many people died in the North Borough... I only protected the school Lily and Melissa were in. I couldn't do anything for the streets farther away... No, that was a choice I made. I chose to protect them first,