Eight, Nine, Ten

King Helix sat on his throne once again, with his scout standing before him, delivering the news of Seraphina.

"I have no reports on her death, my lord, but it seems that Raphael still lives, whilst the Seventh Angel is nowhere to be seen."

King Helix scratched at his red beard in thought.

Although Seraphina was ranked seventh out of the ten angels, she was known for having a powerful transformation. She should not have been able to take her out so easily.

So, he's not terribly weak.

King Helix's wife sat upon his lap as usual. Her white hair flowed marvellously behind her. His hand rested upon her breasts, as though they were an ornament.

"If she's dead, then she was simply unworthy." The King responded, as though he hardly cared.

"Y-your eminence..." The scout stuttered. "I must say, her death is not her confirmed. There is a chance that she might have been captured."