Gabriel
We were going to die.
There was no way around it now. Not with Ickarous as the stand in for the missing Ulysses. Not with how Victor was setting us up, especially when he had convinced the High Immortal Council to change the rules for just this case alone.
There was no doubt we had the publics vote. But, we wouldn’t have the council’s vote. By the way Ickarous presented himself—that look of disgust and indifference reflected in his eyes—he wouldn’t vote for us. Angels hated demons, more so than any other being. I couldn’t blame him, though. Angels and demons were mortal enemies and had been since the beginning of time.
No. Victor was pulling the strings, and when he decided this little show was over, we would be execute
