Lucifer appeared on the gate of Heaven with his black bat wings spreading wide on his back. Considering his last action, he expected the angels to be holding spears as they guards alongside the gate. Once they saw him, they would immediately strike without letting even a breath escape from his mouth. But at the moment, the angels who guarded the gates looked startled by his unscheduled arrival yet they didn't react aggressively.
Michael stepped out as if he had been waiting for him and beside him was an older angel who appeared on his mid thirties. His eyes were bright golden and his wings didn't appear on his back unlike Michael, pertaining a human's appearance. The angel's eyes met once with Lucifer and he had offered him no smile but neither a glare.
"You found out who it was?" Lucifer didn't go the roundabout way and neither did Michael.
"Camael," answered Michael with a deep frown. "It was him."
