Fighting was never an issue, but before they fought, everything had to be made clear.
No one, be the person a human or an angel, should come out of a fight misunderstanding it as a minor issue.
One could always set traps and dig holes.
The angel and Hodgson had signed a contract, summoned by the Golden Rule Bible, and descended into a clergyman endowed with the "Holy Spirit Body."
She had worked with Hodgson for many years and, relations being pleasant, she trusted Hodgson more than the stranger Wayne and couldn't take in a word he said.
Putting aside their closeness, she witnessed Wayne's unruly claws, her colleague summoned and controlled, expression wildly fluctuating, furious yet unable to speak out.
Good and bad were as clear as day, even a blind man could see it.
