"And then she used her heavenly powers to-"
A purple cat, sitting in the middle of the battlefield, frowns and bites her pencil. No, the words on paper weren't that good.
"No, this summary isn't perfect. Hm. Anyway..."
She takes out another sheet of paper.
"Hey, angel girl, I have some constructive criticism for you. The pacing's pretty rushed, you know? Even in my story, there was at least some buildup. You've got to let the readers get a feel for everything, ya know?"
She casually ducks under a demon's swipe.