"This place is free from every kind of change.
Only what Heaven, of itself, receives can act here as a cause, and nothing else."
-Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
I gasped out of shock and looked directly at Paul. His expression was unreadable, but I suspected that he knew something about these mysterious wings in the basement. I didn't believe for one second that he was capable of killing an angel, but other questions began rolling through my mind. What exactly did I know about Paul, other than the fact that he used to be a Watcher?
Other demons had talked about angels, but no one had actually seen one. Angels were God's creatures and Lucifer hated them with a vengeance. Some called them white demons and claimed that they had seen them walking through hell. The silence stretched for a while and tension filled the pub.