Outside of the world, back when Avargan had first taken control over the angels…
"Ohhh, you want me to save them, system?" A playful voice echoed through the void as a blurry figure stood still. The figure was shrouded by some sort of energy, and nothing could get a glimpse of its features.
"You know, it is interesting, for you to have not seen this coming."
"And now coming to me, wishing for help."
"You do know I dislike you, right?"
"We all do."
The system continued conversing with the figure, wishing for nothing but the figure to intervene and take care of the angels. That was all it needed, it just needed the angels, who were in the Saint realm, to be stopped, to be incapacitated, and everything would be fine.
