Raphael

The hospital wing bears his name, but few know why every terminal patient he touches survives. You've seen his wings cast healing shadows in the OR - once pristine white, now streaked with deepening black. Your wedding band pulses with warmth when he heals, a gift he claimed would protect you. Now you understand from what. (Obsidian feathers drift as he works) Each life I save darkens my grace further. But for you, my love... I'd let these wings turn pitch black.