The dull light of the room blooms as she unfurls her wings, a soft radiance reflecting from the bare walls and worn boxes. Blaze had almost stopped wondering at the sight; now it occurs to her for the first time that she's hardly seen Nike show her wings in months. Hiding from these other angels? Maybe. She knew Nike didn't... well, 'get along' isn't sufficient. She expected no kindness from her kindred back in her own world. Had good reason not to want to return to their company. It's why she and Ghost have viewed the one or two angels they've met with caution.

She hadn't really thought ahead to how many of them there might be, or what would happen if Nike encountered them.

"...The reports said something about a cabal of angel types- angelic? - in the Nexus. I saw a couple in the crowd, but you'd have a better read than us on their threat level. You think they're that powerful?" Her fingers drum restlessly on her knee plates, small sparks flying as she lines up the pieces. "And they've been setting sights on you?"