When they got to the elevator, both Laquisha and Theresa sighed as if escaping such a very stuffy room. Theresa held onto her chest. "That was so nerve-racking! Standing in a room with the Archangel Michael makes me feel like I have been sinning so hard in my life!"
"Yo, if an innocent woman like you feel like that, what more of me—a witch of five cycles?" Laquisha laughed as she leaned on the elevator. "Then again, Mon is so chill. Is that what happens when you talk to a lot of demon princes? You get really, really used to standing next to people who could actually destroy the planet?"
"Huh?" Noah twitched. "M… who?"
