Ahri continuously smashed the targets, her tails burning. Next thing you know there's gonna be angel and fallen angel babies running around. She twirled her orb and sent it through a target, practicing her essence theft magic.
"Yeah, I figured." Ahri crossed her arms. "You literally just joined forces with an angel, you're a traitor. You were just complaining about how useless they are and now look at you. Filth. Rebel or not he's still an angel." She turned around, not even wanting to look at her.
"He was never fit for being an angel, he hates humans, and I was complaining about humans. Also, in case you haven't noticed by wing color, there's a new race. A neutral, good and evil race, the Rebels.