He had never trusted the Creator's adviser Moloch. Ever since he was created he had seen a shadow following Moloch around and he had never wanted to go near him.
"Nakir?" Uriel asked, "Are you listening to me?"
Nakir turned to Uriel and smiled, he loved his baby brother since he was born from the Creator's hands. "I have been lost in thought. What were you saying?"
"We are supposed to meet up with Michael to discuss the reason up flair against the creator," Uriel said while folding his arms.
Nakir nodded, "Then let us make haste then."
Nakir never wanted to tell Uriel that he didn't like Michael, there was something he couldn't place his wing on that was wrong with him.
They both spread their wings and flew to Michael's manor, they have heard about the stories that there was a coup against the Creator and it had to be investigated.
