NAMTAR VS URIEL

Gabriel slowly opened his eyes as God's healing light still enveloped him. He knelt before Him in reverence, bowing his head as his voice, broken with emotion, filled the silence of the coliseum.

“Sir…” he whispered, his gaze fixed on the ground. “Forgive me. I have failed.”

God, sitting on his heavenly throne, looked at him with a mixture of understanding and authority. With a warm but firm voice, he replied:

—Get up, Gabriel. You don't need to apologize. You fought bravely and skillfully. You are a great warrior and an exceptional angel. This time, your opponent also proved to be just as skilled. Don't torment yourself over this battle.

God's words filled Gabriel's heart with a mixture of relief and gratitude. He slowly stood up, still avoiding looking directly at Baal, who remained standing on the other side of the arena.

Baal, with a slight but sincere smile, took a couple of steps towards Gabriel before speaking in a calm tone.