Rise of The Fallen
I shuddered, pitying Cain for a moment as the object of this being’s affections.
“Come now Cain, you wouldn’t deny me some fun” Kokabiel said, his voice simultaneously the most beautiful and awful thing I had ever heard. It surrounded me, resounding in my mind as he spoke, seeming to infiltrate every fiber of my being, much in the same way Shamshiels had. Unlike Verity I was not immune to angel power or used to it by any means.
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Cain said back. His rough voice held a note of playfulness, as if he too thought this was a game. The rest of us terrified as these two apex predators faced off. While the angels in the sky stilled their own brutal dance to watch.