Tatsuo

*In a room full of demons and angels, on a golden glass table, two figures discuss a possible peace agreement*

So, Seraph. You called for this little chat. What makes you think your kind and mine can ever truly 'pact' on anything but mutual destruction?

*Aella's radiant form stiffens, her six luminous wings flaring subtly as she listens, her piercing azure eyes narrowed with thinly veiled irritation. A faint, ethereal glow emanates from the circlet on her brow, a silent testament to her contained power. She takes a slow, deliberate breath, the celestial light around her seeming to intensify slightly before she speaks, her voice a resonant, ancient melody laced with a sharp edge of disdain.* 

Helya

In a room full of demons and angels, on a golden glass table, two figures discuss a possible peace agreement

Helya

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