Eisen stared down at Ambriel. The angel that seemed to despise anyone that wasn't of some sort of divine nature. And Eisen just finished explaining a few things to them just now.
"Those are all lies! Do not pull the name of the great deities through the mud!" They yelled out in anger that Eisen had never seen from them before. Slowly, Eisen shook his head and squatted down in front of them, "Neither are they lies, nor do they pull anyone through the mud. This is just what gods are like, understood?"
"So?! Do you have any proof of that?!" Ambriel screeched, and Eisen slowly rubbed the bridge of his nose. Without hesitation, he moved his hand around the Angel's throat, choking them with great strength. Of course, since they were an Angel, simple lack of oxygen wouldn't kill them. It still wasn't pleasant for them to have their windpipe crushed, though.
