"Look- she's the one who fell at the door."
"I hear she was nearly dead."
"Where is she going?"
Whispers flew through the guild hall as Helen slowly walked towards the bar, looking and feeling awkward. She collapsed on a stool and said, "Water, please," before ignoring everyone except Mirajane, who smiled knowingly at her. Helen ignored everybody
Once everybody's attention had drifted elsewhere and chaos had started up, Helen said, "I was wondering if you could help me with something."
"Oh, anything," Mirajane said perkily, putting a full glass of water in front of Helen. Helen took a sip of the water, enjoying the fresh cool taste. She sighed, and then Helen peeled back her sleeve, and Mirajane stared at Helen's arm.
"Why is this on my arm?" Helen asked. Mirajane had been looking at it for quite some time before she finally answered.
"Those... I've never seen anything like it."
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the guild hall, and everybody froze and looked towards the door. Helen hastily pulled her sleeve down again, just as another crash sounded. a roar rumbled through the hall. Some instinct deep inside of Helen recognized it for what it was, even though she didn't, and a wave of fear crashed over her. "This is giving me a bad feeling," she hissed.
"Why?" Mirajane asked.
"I'm not really sure..." Helen raced to the front of the hall, and somebody yelled "Hey! What're you doing!"
Helen didn't answer- instead, she opened the door to the street outside, and saw something that sucked all color from her pale cheeks. A transparent demon was coming towards the guild- and it looked angry.