“What do you think you’re doing?!” El screamed.

Gi-Gyu looked down and found the pure white tip of a sword poking out of his chest. As blood poured out of the wound, Gi-Gyu realized that this wasn’t Raphael’s sword.

“This man has blasphemed against God. He has impersonated God during a holy ritual. Does anyone object to his immediate execution?” the voice from behind Gi-Gyu announced.

Gi-Gyu grabbed the sword poking out of his chest and slowly turned his head. The culprit had a familiar voice, so he had to see who had stabbed him from behind.

“Gabriel!” El shouted the culprit’s name. Gabriel smirked as he looked down at Gi-Gyu.

El seemed confused, but Gabriel protested, “I can’t understand you, Michael. You suggested the ritual and were leading it, so how could you defend this interrupter?”

Gabriel looked up at El and repeated, “I can’t understand you at all.”

“But…! This man just used the power of Life on...