Chapitre 208: Where Demons Fear To Tread

"HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT! AN ARCHANGEL?" Ravenna jolted in her seat at six o' clock that evening when Israfel told his circle of friends about the chance encounter with Aelaria Törmund as they munched on triangular pieces of dinner bread. Aelaria of the forest. Aelaria, the lady of the woods.

"I wish I was there," Ravenna confessed on, "the only other angel I've seen is my mum. And I don't really remember her. Plus back then, she wasn't glowing or anything—she was hidden from me. I'd love to see me some bright, sunny, holy being." Rafel noticed she left out Aariel, the guardian Virtue he had murdered. It was on purpose.

"If it makes you feel better, Aelaria told us we may summon her to our plane. All of us who watched her transform." Rafel offered, too glad to see how joy sparked in Ravenna's and Rosa's eyes.