"I still don't understand why you would turn your back on the Creator," Camael muttered. She'd conceded defeat. It was obvious that whatever happend to Abaddon was something she would never fully grasp. All she knew now was that he was a lost soul. Was there a way to bring him back to the right path? She certainly hoped so. It would mean that there was a way to end everything, to change everything for the better.

Camael shook her head at him. "It doesn't matter now."