"Oh wow, look at that. How surprising."
The group got themselves surrounded by angels with cross-shaped lights floating next to each of their shoulders. All of their wings were folded on their back which said enough about their intention.
Then as they took those lights and turned them into swords, it was clear that behind all these glamourous armors lies the battle angels. Each and every single one of them.
"You seem rather calm Frost Bear." Softly mentioned the witch.
"I can say the same about you." He replied.
"Why should I? We're swathed by the darkness of the night. It's very comforting for a demon like me." She pressed herself closer and wrapped her hands around him. Each of her long and sharp fingernails was glowing in purple, with a shade of starry sky sparkling on top.
"You're a cross-bearer right, Channah? Tell me more about it." Asked the man.
