Azazel stepped through the doors of the Angel war company. He was having a bad day not only had the thieving angels get away from him… He felt that something had changed in the core of the earth. Something happened in the realm of hell.
He pushed the doors open that lead to Moloch's office. They would have to come up with a plan and he thought that Moloch's plan that sent the Angel of War to Hell did not work out as he had hoped. Moloch looked up and smiled.
"Good Evening Brother."
"It is not a good evening." He huffed and sat down on one of the couches.
"Oh? How so?" Moloch asked in a tone that clearly showed he was not interested.
"They got away." Azazel replied and folded his arms.
"Who got away?" Moloch asked and turned his attention back to the papers before him.
"Those god damn angels! There was a some other being among them and-"
That caught Moloch's attention, the word other being. "What other being?"
