Kafziel

@zaniel: "I certainly wouldn't put it in those words. Perhaps he's been drinking again" Kafziel winked. Winding up Zaniel was one of the perks of being his brother.

Soon after he said those words, a chill ran down his spine. He could sense someone magical arriving. Someone powerful. He tensed, expecting trouble to arrive.

@zaniel: Kafziel took a deep breath. He was dreading this.

"Zaniel, she is not your mother anymore. You are a mortal now, albeit a powerful one." Kafziel paused "But to answer your question, she has moved on from the silent grief that loomed over her at the time, but there is still a part of her that looks inwards, and reflects."

@zaniel: "As I always do, brother. I prefer to leave the fighting to the heartless. After your exploits in China, I thought you would have taken a leaf out of my book. Fight with the mouth, not the sword"

Kafziel grinned at his little brother. As much as their actions collided, he was always prepared to protect his brother.

"It is one thing to shun evil, brother, but another thing to act against it. After all, aren't you attempting to hide from the evil in your life? Your attempts to hide from evil are the reason that I'm here: To turn you back onto the right path, and help you to regain your former Angelic state." Kafziel weighed up the decision in his mind. "I will help you, brother, if you will lead yourself back into the right." Kafziel grabbed his brothers hand and shook it, although it was a short and abrupt shake.