"Inferiority is [i]why[/i] you set up a trap, instead of a head on attack." Hiraga noted, watchful of her surroundings. She didn't know how to feel about the two spirit realms. Unlike Ceyr, she couldn't feel quite such a connection, doubt in her mind whether the alien growths and incorporeal beings resembling animals even deserved to be called nature. Why in their right minds would someone choose to live in place such as this?

Perhaps being so close to the Golden One's remains for so long caused the angels to go mad. She could feel it's euphoric effects even on her. Along with them the hint of a power she long didn't possess. Just like Ceyr's nature lived and died with her, so was the bond between the ancients and their creator. And the firstborn was feeling the loss the most, having being in the presence of His essence far longer than most of the others.

She was wary of the fact that Thirianna brought them this far out. She didn't put it past the Arch angel to make an attempt on them yet, even though she couldn't find any motive as to why for now. She stopped understanding her siblings when they started warring over the realm. Perhaps she was an idealist. And maybe there was a good reason. Who knew if the Arch-angel could even make the portal go close, of whether the essence of the Creator interfered with the magic. She was willing to trust trust her a little further.

"You would presume to be able to comprehend what how His death would affect him?" She asked Kyras. The Arch-demon forgot all too easily that there were greater powers in the universe than himself, and things beyond his understanding. One thing bothered her though.

[i]Where are the other angels?[/i]