The leader angel's demand hung heavily in the tense air, causing the tavern's patrons to shrink back in fear and silence. None dared to utter a word. With measured precision, the angel positioned his sword menacingly between Michael and the customer seated next to him.
Michael's thoughts raced as he grappled with the angel's words. "What is he talking about?" he muttered to himself, bewildered by the situation.
"Reveal the portals' location and I shall grant you swift death," the leading angel commanded. Michael's heavy sigh underscored his mounting frustration. He had hoped to find the divine portals, but this encounter revealed that the situation was far more complex. Someone had indeed concealed the portals, likely the very agra worshipper this angel sought. Michael's mind raced to understand the how and why of it.
The angel's voice grew sterner. "No answer, then?" He looked piercingly at Michael.
