"And at the seventh hour, the holy angels scavenge the land for frightened and helpless souls. In my opinion, the most painful way of dying is by God's Wrath, so let us fight back-- and survive."

~ The White Witch

God's Wrath: The Dove

“I’m going to teach you all the techniques about angel slaying. I know all you need to be careful of, what weaknesses they have, and what immunities they will repel,” Ametsu explained, “Each one of you have unique weapons, but all of you are a team. We cannot afford any pettiness, so everyone needs to get to know each other, for we all have the same goal.” 


 The party traveled to an isolated location for training. Ametsu said she had known about this place for a while, and she had guaranteed that there wouldn’t be any unexpected attacks on this training ground. Somehow out of all the rubble and ash, this place was somehow untouched-- even the grass was untouched. It wasn't green, not in autumn, but it was as if Ametsu made some sort of blessing in this place. Sabrina had questions, but it probably was best to keep them until otherwise. Blanche and Dimitri were pale, more pale than usual. There was panic in the afternoon between the two, but there was no context beyond that. 


Chapter Twenty-Four