The girls hid behind an abandoned warehouse, racking their brains to think of what they should do. Roxy knew that they would go for her first, and the others did, too. The wizards knew perfectly well where they were, they aren't idiots. They decided to let them wallow in fear a little longer. After a few minutes, they flew around to the Winx and chased them out into the open.

"Face it, little fairies, you'll never beat us. It just won't happen. You may as well surrender your power now," Ogron said victoriously. Roxy was backed up against a wall and the wizards saw this as the perfect time to tear up some wings. They flew towards her at top speed and she braced for impact.

"Roxy, NO!" Bloom shouted, unable to help her friend. When they were merely a few feet away from her, there was a crash between the wizards and Roxy that sent them flying back. Roxy slowly opened her eyes while the other girls gaped at the scene before them. A large mass that looked like a pile of black feathers sat in the crater it made on impact with the ground. The wizards were confused as well, what had just hit them? The feathers opened in to two large, beautiful black angel wings, and there was a boy in between, the wings belonged to him. The boy was dressed in all black. He stood up with his head still bowed. When he lifted it, two piercing emerald eyes glared at the wizards. Roxy was terrified, and he could sense this. He turned back to her and his eyes went from green to snickered and winked at her, and she was relieved. It was Duman. He turned his eyes back to green and looked at the wizards.

"Don't you dare touch her," he growled. The wizards were still confused.

"Who's asking?" Anagan asked sarcastically. The boy smirked at them. Roxy giggled, no one had any clue that this was Duman; he looked and sounded nothing like himself.

"Me."

"That's nice little boy, now what are you doing here," Gantlos asked, treating him like a young child.

"You can think of me as a guardian angel. I'm so sorry to tell you, but I will never let you hurt Roxy. Got it, Gantlos?" Gantlos raised an eyebrow, wondering how this kid knew his name. "Oh yeah, I've done my research. The Wizards of the Black Circle, huh? You don't seem so tough." Now, the boy looked around, pretending to be confused. "By the way, I thought you had four members," he said mockingly. The wizards began to growl at him, knowing what he was going to say next. Anagan ran towards him, but he didn't let him get very close. "Darkened faith!" A ball of electricity flew out from his hands and knocked the wizards back even more. "That's right," he snapped his fingers, still mocking them. "Where's that other guy, Duman?" The Winx were shocked.

"What is he DOING?!" Tecna hissed. No one had spoken of him since he was gone, so as not to make the wizards angrier. They were pissed and sped at him, hell-bent on making him pay. The boy picked up Roxy bridal style and dodged them, moving even faster than Anagan. They were stunned, how did he get away so quickly? He let Roxy fly by herself and went back down to face his brothers. He knew that they were only attacking him because he didn't look like himself, but it still hurt that they were trying to kill him.

"Oh, I struck a nerve there, didn't I? I wonder why." Gantlos slammed his foot on the ground, sending a devastating seismic wave towards Duman. There was dirt in the air from this, and no one could see. When it cleared, everyone looked to see what had become of the heroic angel. The Winx were worried and Roxy thought he was dead; tears beginning to form in her eyes. She almost called out his name, but she knew she couldn't. The wizards looked triumphant as always, but without good reason. The angel was fine. He had wrapped himself in his wings. He opened them and stood revealing that he was unharmed, but his once glossy black feathers were covered in dust. "Oh, now look what you did, I'm all dirty," he said in mock disappointment. He flapped his wings a few times, sending the dirt flying. "Much better," he said as he wiped his shoulder off. "Is that all you got?"

"Quiet!" Ogron roared. He sent a ball of flames flying towards Duman, but he just deflected it.

"Death Veil," he shouted. The magic bounced off of an energy shield, right into Ogron's chest. He decided to kick them while they were down. "Grave call," he said darkly as he cupped his hand up next to his mouth and began to wail. Coming from his mouth were luminescent rings of magic that ricocheted off of the surroundings and into the earth. His howl echoed as the wind picked up, and the sky was engulfed in black clouds. Ghosts and spectres arose from the ground, terrifying the girls. They began to shriek and moan and dance around the wizards who were now feeling unbearable pain, the pain that the ghosts felt as they died. They yelled in anguish, not knowing what else to do. Duman couldn't bear to hurt his beloved family any longer and stopped howling. The wraiths receded into the ground and the sky cleared. Everything was as it was before the spell. The wizards sank to their knees, breathing hard and sweating. "Now, are you done, or do you want more?" They stood and snarled at him. "Come on, gimme all you got," he taunted them. They calmed down after this.

"Fall back," Ogron said with venom in his voice. They each vanished in a puff of black smoke. Roxy flew back down to the ground as the girls all returned to their normal forms.

"Thanks Duman," she said sarcastically. Duman laughed about her tone.

"Oh my, however did you find out?"

"Who else has gold eyes?"

"Not this guy, that's for sure," they both laughed as the Winx ran up to them.

"Roxy, are you ok?" Musa asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to him."

"Thank you so much for saving her," Flora said.

"Yeah, I don't know what we would do without her," Tecna added.

"No problem, I'm happy to help," he said.

"So what's your name?" Musa asked.

"I'm Ryder, nice to meet you," he lied.

"So," Stella said. "What exactly are you?" Bloom hit her on the arm with an are-you-nuts expression on her face. "OW!" "Ryder" only laughed at their cluelessness.

"But seriously, are you an angel or what?" Aisha asked.

"Actually, I'm a fallen angel," he said. The girls were very confused about this.

"What is that?" Bloom asked.

"Well, it's basically an angel who prefers darkness over light, like a wizard. Normal angels always have to resort to pacifistic ways of handling problems while fallen angels can use any means necessary. Our job is to fight against evil, the job of angels is to help unfortunate children and reward those who do good deeds. Get the idea?"

"Yeah, I guess," Tecna said. "That explains your spells."

"Exactly, and don't worry. I'm not nearly as mean as you think I am," he said.

"So how'd you know Roxy needed help?"

"I just had a feeling."

"Cool, so are you going to come every time she needs you?" Stella asked.

"Of course. The thing is, you wouldn't need me if that other guy wasn't dead. So if they find a spell to bring him back, I won't be around anymore."

"Oh, that stinks. But if he DID come back, wouldn't we need your help to beat them?" Stella suggested in a devious manner. The angel thought for a minute.

"I guess so, but they wouldn't be as mad so they wouldn't be as hard to beat."

"Well it's a good thing he won't be back," Flora said happily. Duman felt a twinge of anger inside, but it wasn't visible.

"Right," he said. He looked up at the sky. "It's getting late, I should probably go," his wings withdrew into his back, causing the girls to go slack-jawed. "I'll see you later," he said. He turned and walked to the road as if he was just a normal human.

"Wow, his spells were amazing," Musa said. "Creepy, but still amazing."

"What a HUNK!" Stella squealed. "Roxy, I think he had his eye on you," she winked at her friend who was staring at the gate he left from. "Maybe he can be your boyfriend."

"Maybe," she replied. Oh, her clueless friends.