Camael was silent, lost in her thoughts. "You're wrong," she finally said, turning to look at the demon. "Everyone can be saved, no matter how far gone." She had to believe that. If she didn't, then she should have just conceded defeat from the start. She had to believe that, believe that the people ad those like Abaddon could be saved. "What kind of angel would I be if I didn't believe in the power of salvation?"