*Uzza pulls down the hood now that his memory has passed and looks at the angel, his charge , and the other fallen then back at Sera. He gives a small sigh and stands he picks up a couple of bodies looks outside teleports outside the door and unfurls his large wings before shooting up... apparently he is going to help clean up. He flies a bit of distance to an empty lot and starts digging a hole with a shovel he finds his strength coming in handy to make this job go faster. He dumps those bodies into the hole and covers it before digging another for the next few bodies*

*Barachiel finds himself walking outside. The cooler night air feeling nice again him. His blaring white outfit of t shirt jeans and combat boots making him stand out in the night along with a bright white rose tucked into the chest pocket on his shirt. He stands out so badly. What makes him stand out more is the arm bracers and the belt with the coiled whip and the dagger. He stops looking up at the blood moon with a hint of sorrow on his face. he wished that more could cling to the light instead of letting go and being enveloped by the darkness. It seemed like the easy way out to him. He sighs still looking at the moon, with no charge currently he is simply wandering.*