EXTRA. The Saint (Part 1)

The scream of pain and despair seemed to spread throughout the room and take over the walls of the mansion. "No!" The saint screamed, agony palpable in her voice. "NO! NO! NO! WAKE UP! KEIR! WAKE UP!" She tried to speak, to plead. Her trembling, pale hands moved over the phoenix's neck as if she were capable of performing a true miracle there - but Elaine was aware at that moment that she had been abandoned by that God and that her powers would never work to save Asra's body.

"Madam?" The maids began to run back and forth, invading the library and screaming in horror at the sight. The blood spreading across the expensive carpet that Samael had chosen to decorate the library floor, the pages of the book that Asra was reading - crumpled by the impact of his fall. The phoenix was there, fallen, eyes closed as the saint tried to stem the bleeding in his throat. But for the young, blue-eyed blonde, it was not any of these things that mattered or surprised her, but rather the inability of