Phoebe looked unfurled herself, her wings sizzling away a few sparks floating to the floor before disappearing. She looked down the aisle to see Basilic stood there with an unconcious vampire and a bleeding woman. Her heart almost stopped. What had just happened? She had been sat there and Basilic had been there, fighting and she was wallowing in self pity, she would never have forgiven herself if something happened.
She stood and looked at Basilic, she wanted to ask what had happened but thought it best if she didn't interfere. She just stood, a concerned look on her face. Her eyes were a dark brown and full of worry.