Faethryn's pleading fell on deaf ears, as Ansiel strode towards him. His brother was distressed by being restrained, It was breaking his heart to see his brother plead but he had his duty to do.
As Ansiel closed the gap, Faethryn managed to drag his power up, it could not have been an easy effort, the pure power of the blast threw Ansiels concentration his aura dropping to normal levels.
As his Brother ordered the soldiers to fire, Ansiel knew that they might not be able to fully target him, but with so many bullets in the air, they didn't need to be accurate. Ansiel turned to shield himself. As he turned a stabbing pain filled the right hand side of his chest, Faethryn had shot him, Ansiel's armour had slowed the arrow but not enough. Roaring in pain Ansiel swung his spear, it crushed a handful of the soldiers snapping them in two, as he swung Ansiel's wings shot him up and away from the battle, "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS FAETHRYN he roared as he fled. He cleared half the city in seconds his speed increased by his pain and anger. Landing heavily on a rooftop he wrenched the arrow from his body, the wound closing up and stopping the blood flow. He would need a few hours to heal the wound fully.