Samael could not have come at a better time. He was needed even if it was to help them keep Moloch's attention in them and not what was brewing down below in the land of fire and brimstone.
"We just finished up with our plans," Uriel said and pointed to the table.
Samael let out a small whistle and then his attention fell on Gabriel. "What is the matter with you?"
Gabriel looked up at him. "Nothing that concerns you."
"Ouch, you are feisty this early in the morning," Samael replied.
"He has been like this since we returned from hell." Michael chimed in. "What brings you here?"
"Raphael convinced me that we should help in this war. She will help us from the inside." Samael said and shrugged his shoulders.
"That is good. It will help us." Uriel said.
"What do you want to do?" Samael asked and walked to the table and sat down on a chair.
Uriel parted his lips but Michael answered. "We have to keep their attention on us."
