"My sword!! What the hell just happened? How did it explode?!" Raphael screamed, after his sword, Hitbox sword got explode.
"It looks like they wanted me dead that badly they were willing to sabotage your sword and sacrifice you in order to kill both me." I muttered, scratching my head.
"No, but the book said you're going to die, and now you're saying that they wanted to sacrifice me so that you die?!" He bellowed, while descending from the sky, "They wouldn't, I'm one of the four great Archangels, they wouldn't do that to someone like me!"
No, he would, wouldn't he? Michael would do anything even kill his own brothers and sisters in order to gain his mature grace, and used that to rule the world." He though to himself, "Michael, I hate you, and you have become. I never wanted this, not at all."
"Raphael, I know you're call the Archangel of intelligence, but it looks like they outsmarted you." I chuckled, "By the way, what book are you talking about?"
