Uriel held her hand before she could land the third hit. The fingerprint on his face didn't last very long, it faded away within the blink of an eye leaving his face looking as radiant and blemish-free as always. Angy felt pissed off seeing this, damn him for looking so perfect and yet not being there when she needed him Most. Angy pulled her wrist out of Uriel's hold and walked down the chapel of the church, heading towards the exit. Uriel followed after her.
" Hey, I know that you are mad at me, you have every right to be angry. But you need to at least listen to what I have to say, it is for your own safety "
" I don't need your help! you can go back to wherever you came from, I can take care of myself just fine "
" Clearly you've been taking care of yourself all this time "
" don'
