Mabuz looked at Gabriel, “It would be different if they were outcasts or demons, but they are not. They are Nephilim, they understand her better than you ever will. The oldest one- he is the son of Abaddon. He will know more of what she’s going through than any of us.” He turned to look at Grace with pity in his eyes, “It’s not ideal, but it is what must be done. Do you intend to set her up as the new ruler in this place?” He turned towards Gabriel, “She is not capable of it.”
Gabriel sighed as he watched his niece, “No, she is not. She lacks the determination of all her ancestors.” Grace bristled at that comment, she knew that she was not the most determined, but to speak as if she was incompetent? She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise, she turned towards Gabriel and Mabuz in
