Azurael held up her hand and clenched her fist. The guards advanced and surrounded Sasha. "Not all Angels are loyal to you. I have charge of my own group."

Azurael let her fist fall. Two of the guards took hold of each of Sasha's arms. "I had hoped you would allow us a more diplomatic solution. You are far from fit to be a ruler but it is not your fault. What is your fault is your attitude. You may have cast me out and condemned me to death once but I still cared for you." Azurael said as the Guards led Sasha away. Sasha was kicking and screaming the whole way.

"My platoon had mixed in with the Angel guard on my instruction. I am glad to see that it worth it. Your weapons need not taste blood." Azurael said.

"I hope I served well." Azurael said looking at her ruler.

"I also know where the Relics if Office are should you be willing to accept them."