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...Oh god it was-how dare you-

Well, unless someone was cosplaying then yes, there was. The angel seemed to, be "Alright", but the guards only kept coming, and over time did the angel fall to one knew, still desperately trying to break the chains with his wings, but unable to. it didn't help that the guards we're slowly turning the chains to a white-hot metal.

"...." 

She quietly snuck into the processional, keeping her head lowered and trying to avoid attention. She knew they'd be heading to the dungeon and leaving him there. 

And well, finally the angels struggle have stopped. They we're tied in the white-hot chains, being dragged as they seemed to have finally give up. Their eyes shut as steam we're beginning to come from them, signs of you know-burning.

?:"Jesus fucking finally, he was about to get away."

"......"

They reached the dungeon-the angel woke up to the sounds of fighting. 

Of course, he almost shot-up from where he lied, he was covered in not only burn marks, but almost.. well, you know. Of course though, they would heal over time, as most of them we're already doing. But he was confused on why there was the sound of fighting, considering well.. from what he took it before going back to sleep, due to the sheer heat,  there wasn't anyone else around.

Everything suddenly went quiet 

". . ."

He obviously didn't like the sound of the quiet, strangely enough he liked the insulting and bickering more than the silence. He never has, but right now that applied more than anything.

A pair of heeled feet stepped into his view-his gaze traveled up- 

".... Great, yet another demon. -sigh-, I knew this would've been a stupid idea, doing this alone..-"

"It was a stupid idea doing it at all. So why'd you come here in the first place, hm?"