By the skin of her teeth

The pain was too much for her to bear. Dana wanted nothing more but to surrender to her tormentor, her strength having completely left her.

She heard a primal howl from him, as if to celebrate vanquishing his prey. She closed her eyes in despair.

In a flash, his howl ceased. She felt the devil's body freeze, as if stopped by something with even greater ****. She couldn't imagine what that could be.

She opened her eyes. In front of her was Amanda, standing on the devil's back. She was dressed like an angel, in full plate armor complete with a set of wings. The glowing spear in her hand was embedded in her tormentor's back, impaling him. She looked positively radiant, even as her face was scowling with fury.

A split second later, she heard a large crashing sound. The glass on the roof of the warehouse shattered in a deafening crash.

She felt the limp body of the devil being dragged off her. All around her, angels surrounded the guards, forcing them to drop their weapons.

It was over.

She felt her bonds being cut, and she saw Amanda's face appear over her. She looked concerned.

"Oh my god, Dana, I'm so sorry. I came as fast as I could."

Dana smiled weakly. She felt herself slipping into unconsciousness, the physical and mental fatigue too much for her.

She saw tears in Amanda's eyes as she picked up Dana's body.

"Please don't die. Please."

Dana smiled. She wanted to kiss her, but she could no longer stay awake.