Snippet #871402

Rotem was a bit confused when this man walked in uninvited and sat on his chair. Something didn't seem right. He was expecting some retribution for the sin he had committed, and he still was expecting it. By now he was about ready to surrender his cause and try something else. He stepped outside for a moment, considering whether to run or not.

But then he realized something. Someone was watching him. Someone with dark intent. A demon perhaps? Or maybe an angry angel. Whatever the case, he wasn't alone.

He walked back inside. Assuming his mysterious observer and his uninvited guests were on the same side, he figured these two were looking to scratch him out.

He whispered in Alan's ear, "I know why you're here. Meet me outside, where the human won't see. Let's take this to the skies."

The demon walked out the door and waited for the angel to follow, his fists burning with blue fire.