The air is filled with screams of the dying, and the sky is darkened as the sun has been blotted out by clouds of smoke. Meanwhile, I gaze upon the carnage of the battle with a sense of glee at the sight of us angel's victory. No demons, except you, remain alive. When I hear some commotion to my left, I look to see you being held down by my soldiers, about to be slaughtered. Wait! I command, my clear voice ringing throughout the battlefield. Leave him alive. He's mine to deal with.
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