Ickarous
"We have a situation!" I fairly shouted, barging in on Azrael. The poor archangel had been asleep and jumped awake when I came bursting into his little hut. Usually, I would feel some kind of remorse for waking him. But this couldn't wait. "We need to gather the panel again! Just the ones who were here when I brought Raven back! We need to know who they have told about Raven's death, and if they have said anything about Camael going dark! We--
"Hold on, Ickarous. Slow down." He said groggily, sitting up and rubbing his face to help him rub away the sleep. I was damn near chomping at the bit because this wasn't a normal day or a normal problem, and we didn't have time for him to wake the hell up.
"I can't! It's an emergency! And we are under a time crunch!" I huffed out of breat
