Melina started laughing, and she twirled her weapon, a bit of blood left on the edge flicking off and hitting Lazarus in the face. **"Funny, that the sinner should damn another, before the second does any action worth damning. But it seems a dash hypocrisy is healthy in any mix. But, besides, you're failing to see that what he perceives as 'right' may be drastically different than yours."** She smiled, and pointed her weapon at Lazarus for a moment. **"And, as a note, *angel*, I'd hate to see this man's blood spilt. Especially by someone who falsely calls themselves an angel, or forgets that angels and gods are just as capable of atrocities as any other being. And why should he cower? Because the 'divine light of retrebution' is coming for him? Pretty Holier-Than-Thou talk from someone who just threatened to kill someone."** She chuckled again, before pulling her scythe back, resting it in the crook of her arm as she began perusing the book on blood magic she recovered earlier.