*Barachiel holds up what looks like a metal wing studying it he shakes his head and puts it back on the anvil shaping the metal some more. He is unaware of the time that has passed being that he is so focused. The metal was sturdy and tough while also being light making it difficult to deal with. But he knows it will be worth it since having wing armor could mean a better defense then his arm braces* 

*Uzza still has his wings wrapped tightly around him shaking as he remembers. Wrath may be in him but he regrets what he did deeply. Eventually the memories pass and he relaxes somewhat*