Eve's eyes widened slightly. She had not been expecting this. Bel was, undoubtedly, stronger than she had anticipated. All the seraphs were in accord that she was the most capable for the cleanup. Though Harp thought that she hated him, that wasn't exactly true. In fact, he was her most favorite student- though Eve wasn't meant to have any. She had blinded him simply so he wouldn't see what she would do. 

She had known that Harp was a cupid all along, contrary to what the pink-eyed angel believe. However, she was well aware that it was very possible that Harp might never, ever receive his wings. In her mind, it was better to make him dislike her rather than have him cry for her when he was banished from their realm. It hurt, knowing that the angel would succumb to his fate. Though Eve would be lying if she said she never regretted what she had done. Realizing that it was very much possible that she would meet her end, she cried out, converting her body into light in an attempt to escape. "Harp!" She cried. "Do not succumb... to the darkness! You are a being of light." With that, the female angel let out one more breath before exploding in a shower of light and dust. 

It was her attempt at escaping. 

As soon as her body dispersed, the cupid's vision returned. He blinked a few times, feeling the wet of his eyes burn. The first thing he noticed was Bel. Or... at least he thought it was Bel. The demon was very belligerent, and looked extremely out of control The shadows were contorting and dancing in a particularly eerie manner. The angel panted. He had heard Eve. Her words seemed to douse his fire. He didn't know what to do anymore...