'Should I do it? Should I just fly straight in and start destroying things?'
The idea crossed his mind, and he loved it. The chaos, the panic—it would be entertaining.
But then again, that would be helping Lilith too much, and that didn't sit well with him either.
'No,'
The best scenario was something far more satisfying. He'd go to the front lines, play the part of a devoted angel, and wait.
Then, when the time was ripe, he'd reveal himself in full, and making her regret ever betraying him.
'That's right. Revenge is best served cold. A little patience won't kill me.'
His lips curled into a smirk. 'It's not like they're going anywhere.'
On the streets, they continued walking until they reached what looked like a road made of sparkling dust. He noticed that most angels stuck to its path.
It maintained order, and he could also sense restrictions in areas that were not meant to be fly zones.
The armed warriors suddenly stopped. One gestured toward the sky.
