After Lucifer left, Zamiel went upstairs to his room. Heaven had just woken up and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at with a slight panic in her eyes.
"Grandpa?" She said.
"He left." He said simply, going to sit next to her on the bed.
"Just like that?" She asked.
"Well, he has nothing to take with him."
She sat up, looking worried. "He won't give up easily." She told him.
Zamiel turned his whole body to look at her. "Heaven. There is nothing your grandfather can do. All of it was a manipulation. He was trying to evoke fear in you. He never intended to kill me, and if he wanted to kill you or your parents, he would have done it a long time ago. He can't lock you in his kingdom, either. Every time he takes away someone's free will, he will face consequences. If he doesn't give up now, he will destroy himself."
