A few days later, in a grand celestial chamber suspended in the shimmering expanse of Eden, the Archangels held a meeting.
The room was vast and radiant with ceiling adorned with constellations that shifted and pulsed.
A round table made of polished gold stood at the center. Each seat was carved with intricate symbols representing its occupant's domain and authority.
Gabriel seated gracefully with his silver wings folded neatly behind him. His expression was calm, his piercing blue eyes scanning the room. A trumpet resting by his side.
Raphael exuded warmth and serenity. His green-hued robes shimmered like forest leaves under sunlight and a staff of light rested against his chair.
Raguel radiated an aura of fairness. His crimson and gold attire was reminiscent of a judge's robes, and his stern gaze swept across the others, ensuring decorum.
