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<I've got to do something... What...? What can I do...?>

*Gabriel can hear and feel the intensity. He wants to make up for what he's done. If 218 is willing to rescue him...he'd return the favor. Hand still shackled, he moves them to wipe the thick sleep from his eyes. As he opens his eyes for the first time in days, they are flooded with light and once again blinded. He ignores the searing pain due to his Sentinel senses and outstretches his shackled wings. It only takes a moment, but Gabriel's Aura of Tranquility spreads over the field.*

<If I'm right...217 will be much aided by this. Maybe...the battle will fade from all minds...>

*Gabriel, slowly, begins to make out shapes through his sight. Even in the dim lights here, however, it will take a while to recover. Instead, he concentrates on listening and feeling what is going on. He concentrates on his Aura, trying to strech it out as far as he can.*