Camael blinked her eyes open and watched as Abaddon mimicked her actions - doing something he probably hadn't done in a very very long time. It made something stir in her heart. She was witnessing miracle after miracle, and for an angel, that shouldn't have been something new. But this - this moment taking place before her very eyes - this was something she was sure to be one for the books.

She hadn't expected for light to literally burst forth from the demon and her horrified gasp had been testament to that. Her hands moved without her will, wanting to grab onto Abaddon to make sure that he was okay. She hadn't even come close to touching him before she was blown away - her wings sprouted to protect her from a harmful landing and retracted as quickly as they appeared. Her thoughts weren't on her own safety, though. They were on Abaddon's, and her eyes wouldn't leave him. "Please," she pleaded, "don't hurt him."