Having traveled far, to the capital of Gabriel, Nathaniel and his horse, Dominic, stepped wearily through the streets, leading Dominic by his reins while holding his spear in his other hand. Giving an acknowledging nod to the fellow protectors of Gabriel, He trudged past a heavily armored man when on his way to the barracks to get himself assigned to some sort of mission. It had been less than two weeks since he received his blessing from the heraldic angel, and he had nary a moment to use such a power.