Questions

Gabriel's mind reeled. A mortal?

The idea clawed at him, unsettling in a way he hadn't felt in centuries. This man — no, this creature — had once been human? It was unthinkable.

Mortals, most of them perished in the Selection Stage. Those who survived were nothing more than tools and pawns molded by them, higher powers. They were never meant to reach this kind of stage in their strength.

Yet this mortal now stood before him, his blade drenched in abyssal energy and Gabriel can feel Angelic energy stored inside him, his presence an unnatural fusion of Angel and Demonic power, maybe even something else.

He was proof of something that should not exist, and that makes him more uneasy.

Gabriel's hesitation because of his reeling mind lasted only a moment, but Clyde seized it.

CLANG!

CLANG!