"...And the verdict says..."
A bandaged man looked over at the jury woefully.
One of the jury members looked at the man, and spoke for the Jury.
"We here find Elly the Whitehand to be expelled from Asgard, as well as any title she has acquired here! She will be stripped of all her property, valuables, social status, and political achievement."
"Surely you jest!"
"No ma'am, you are to be sent to Utgard. Have a nice day."
The last thing I remember was a cold hand on my back.
She felt a strong wind on her back.
Elly opened her eyes. There was a fiercely cold updraft slamming her back.
She forced enough momentum to turn her body 180 degrees, and saw that she was falling from the skies.
Her mouth was open wide open, as she fell closer to the city.
She held her arms in front of her, trying a spell to lighten her fall.
Her magic was weak. She could not completely stop her momentum, only slow it down.
Elly widened her arms and legs, hoping her miko attire would catch some of the wind.
This came with little success, and her landing on a hard roof of a restaurant.
The impact was not enough to break through the roof, but enough for her to land hard on the roof, damaging her a bit.
The angle of the roof caused her to roll down, to land on the grass.
The wind was knocked out of her.
A little demon kid walked by.
"Hey mommy, look! A peach skinned demon fell!"
A woman walked to the child, and she was in shock.
"No horns, nor a tail... Peachy skin... And a miko's gi... Son, I think it would be best if we leave this beast alone. She looks in pain."
The two left Elly on the ground, the civilians paid any mind to the pasty demon.