Constance
We sat around the table, the air thick with anticipation, determination and a healthy amount of fear.
Uriel had replied back to Obsidian earlier in the day and let him know our go time was tomorrow afternoon. And now, the small group Obsidian and I had put together to go in and help extract the archangel, along with Ickarous, were here to discuss the details.
Uriel, as Obsidian had explained, was a floater in the underworld. For a long time he had been basically up for hire. It didn’t matter what side. It didn’t matter for what. Didn’t matter if the client was a demon, vampire, werewolf, angel, or any other immortal. It didn’t matter if he worked for, or targeted nobodies or upstanding members of the immortal realm or even other demon rulers. Therefore, he had developed a cert
