"ISDIS!" Lucy shouted at the top of her lungs as she waved a hand at Isdis with a large smile on her face. She was just a little girl wearing a fancy silk robe that looked like a mix between a kimono and a Celtic tunic, decorated with countless golden ropes and ringing silver bells.
Bells were everywhere in her outfit, at the end of her long blond braids, on her wrists and ankles, even around her neck, all ringing with each of her moves like wind chimes.
Isdis looked back at her and smiled. It had been a long time since she last saw her little sister.
Lucy jumped forward and started running toward the keep's entrance where Isdis was, but the moment her bare foot touched the ground, all half-fallen-angels puked blood, their ears ripped open, and their eyes burst with blood. Those who looked directly at her have fainted, and those who didn't felt an inexplicable terror preventing them from turning in her direction.