An audible growl made its way from Lily's throat, entirely at odds with her gentle and warm appearance. Those gentle, green eyes became awash with both incredulity and fury, as every pretence at civility vanished like dew before the morning sun. The insolence. The [i]arrogance.[/i] Mighty protectors, they claimed to be. Defenders of the weak. What a load of shit. Here she was, a [i]demon,[/i] creatures thought to be universally evil and chaotic, caring for nothing but destruction, and was actually trying to defend the earth! 

But no, all the angel wanted was to be right. Cared for nothing but what he thought himself. He had already decided that they were enemies the second they refused to blindly obey him. If it was a fight he wanted, it was a fight he would get. 

"If you wish to jeopardize everything, then so be it," she said in a low voice, calm despite the wrath flaring in her core, "Fenn, kill the angels and make sure they don't open that door. Do not hold back." She then turned towards Souta, her expression softening into something apologetic. "I'm sorry, I tried." 

Turning back to the angels, she gripped her spear tight enough for her knuckles to turn white. The anger within she turned into power that flooded her body; causing her right eye and the scar that would normally be there, to glow with a deep, orange light. And as it receded, gone were the gentle eyes replaced by the fiery iris and slitted pupil of a dragon.

Once more she assumed the form of a half-dragon, spreading her wings wide and brandishing her claws. The angel had been given a chance. She had offered them the chance of cooperation, something that few other demons would have done. She was trying to save this world, and [i]this[/i] was how they responded? By stepping all over it and once more acting like the righteous ones. As always. 

Fire churned in her gut, eager to escape. She could taste the smoke. 

She would enjoy teaching these arrogant children a lesson.