Petra Searching For Seren

The stars sprinkled on the night sky shimmered faintly like crystal dust. It was a tranquil night for the creatures of the forest, the moon partially hidden by the clouds, and only the rustling of leaves and sounds of crickets could be heard.

With a brief flash of light, tens of well-toned, pale-skinned youths with white feathery wings appeared over the forest. Though clad in soft armor and holding various weapons in their hands, each of their expressions were serene and holy, their beauty flawless, not a single strand of hair or feather out of place. 

On this seemingly ordinary night, a group of angels successfully descended on the mortal realm.

However, their appearance did not catch the notice of any creature of the forest. Their arrival was quiet, and none of the animals could see them. They were protected by divine power, making them as if they both exist and not at the same time.