(Here's a pic of her! ^^) Azaria looked out over the war stricken land. Blood lay in pools everywhere. Fallen comrades lay at the girls feet. What could she do? She was supposed to be their champion...but she had failed them. When it was needed most, she had failed them. She didn't deserve her title of champion, and yet, she felt that her duty was just beginning. If she had failed these men, she wouldn't fail the rest of her comrades. Not by a long shot. She raised her sword in front of her, placing her hand on the blade's edge. "My comrades, may your souls go straight back. Celina, Finish this..." The brilliant winged sword started to glow. Her comrades were given human bodies to help in the fight between the demons, but it seems that it was too much for their human bodies to handle. It was her job, as champion of Heaven, to send them back and so was given this sword by the almighty ruler himself to do so in his name. The sword glowed brilliantly, leading the spirits back to where they were supposed to be. As all the souls returned to heaven, she stepped out onto the battlefield. She wasn't going to join this war unless she was commanded to. She had not been given the word, but after this atrocity, she couldn't help but feel anger towards the ones who killed her comrades. They had to pay. She had to find their leader and snuff him out. The champion of Hell. He wouldn't be easy to find, but she figured that he would show his face sooner or later. Especially after Heaven suffered such a loss as they did today. "Champion of Hell, I call you out to show yourself! You will pay for what you have done to my men! Mark my words! Show your face and you are mine!" Taunting was low, even for someone such as herself, but if it was what she needed to do to draw him out, she would do whatever it took to get him to show.