บท 102: Powers and destiny?

Windy!

Cloudy sky.

"We're powerless now," Rose mumbled.

Looking out.

At the city below.

Yes, below.

They were at the top. The top of the 300-floor building. 

The sky was still slightly cloudy but- but some rays of sunlight were coming through.

Golden rays.

"Perhaps," Mihael said. "But not for long."

"What do you mean?" Armi wondered.

"Did you seriously think I wouldn't catch your little game?" He smiled. 

Armi giggled. "Oh, so quick? But I suppose that's only natural from my little brother."

MIhael didn't say anything.

Not even to the 'little' part.

But- "I would not ask you why but, I would like to ask you one thing."

Gaze stagnant, fixed. 

Wind abruptly stopping, no sound.

"That being?"

"Did you perhaps trap me here, thinking it would for my own benefit?"

Armi stared. Not glaring, nor smiling. "No."

A snort-

Wings!

Fluttering wings!