When Mark eventually reached the top, he opened the door slowly and soon saw Sarah. Two vampires were holding her arms and the man he assumed was Samael was sitting on a throne at the end of a very long red carpet.
"My name is Mark Albet, I'm only here for Sarah. Let me have her and I won't kill you," Mark said shakily.
This was a real angel in front of him, not a vampire. He wasn't sure what powers the angel had, but he had to be strong. Sarah didn't struggle, she just looked at Mark with sadness in her eyes.
Samael laughed. "I see you found the loophole." Samael motioned to the blood on Mark's clothes.
"Yes, I can defend myself. It's not murder," Mark spat back. His courage was growing.
"Father, please don't hurt him. I'll do whatever you want," Sarah begged weakly.
"I've grown tired of your indifference to torture. I think I know a punishment that might get your attention," Samael said as he stood up from his throne and took off his suit jacket.