“What are you talking about?” Confused, Gi-Gyu looked at the three figures before him; finally, he noticed the giant wings on their backs. 

“Huh?!” Gi-Gyu gasped, realizing that they were indeed angels. Moreover, they were the very same angels he fought not too long ago in the Tower. Actually, there was a huge difference between the ones kneeling before and the ones he fought: The ones before him weren’t rotten, worn, or damaged; they were lively and real. They reminded him of El.

“Father.” One male angel approached Gi-Gyu and extended his hand. Gi-Gyu flinched but ultimately decided to accept the angel’s hand. Soon, he felt surprising warmth and energy emerging from within. Because his shell was damaged, his condition couldn’t be healed easily. However, his recovery speed increased thanks to this angel’s help. 

While Gi-Gyu was regaining his strength and health, the other angels waited patiently. Even when he got enough strength to stand up, he felt so weak that he had to sit down, so he chose a chair least damaged by the explosion.  

“Why would you call me your father… I don’t understand what’s going on.” When Gi-Gyu murmured, the male angel who treated him opened his wings and announced, “Firstly…”

With a respectful bow, the angel continued, “We shall battle each other to see who gets the honor of serving you, Father.”

-Hehehe.

Lou chuckled at the angel’s words...