"You stood much closer to her than anyone else in this order," Elder Brom responded. "How could it be possible that you know as little of this as us?"
"It's her demonic blood," retorted another angel. "It could only be that she turned the other cheek because she sympathizes with them."
"It's that mother of hers," a female chimed in. "That demon has gone as far as corrupt some of our best angels before! She's the one behind this!"
"That hellhound should've been destroyed eons ago!" a forth shouted.
Elder Brom raised his paw to silence them, looking at Annabelle. "Right now, our main concern is to stop the dark armies from breaking through to the surface. By doing this, we will find the ones truly responsible. Annabelle, you know that no one of angelic blood can pierce that shield, unless there are angels already within. You are the only one who can get in and out at will. I fear the worst is yet to come. As much as the council does not condone the actions made by your family, we believe you are heaven and earth's only hope now. You must stop them, even if you must fight your own kin..."
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Before the Ravic could lay a hand on David, a bright disk of light shot from another room and cut through the monster, dissentigrating it immediately...
Very soon afterwards, the front door was busted through, and Pyres were barging in...
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Leaving the team for a moment, Charlie flew higher and began searching the areas around the battlefield.
"Alrighty, boys!" Tank shouted. "Let's mop up the rest of these varments!"