[quote=Aristo]
Traces of indignation could be seen in the angels' faces, all too vexed with Melekeshar's demeanor towards their supposed holiness. Ahrazan fought the urge to grin, taking a malign amusement to the idea of angels being put in their place. And should they not be? After all, they took no interest in the plights of the earth, save for this Goddess's Calm - playing a role possibly fabricated to grant them all the more might in the eyes of men. Ahrazan's attention was brought from his musing back to the conversation as Melekeshar opened his mouth again. he echoed, Despite the harshness of his accusations, Melekeshar's tone itself bore no malice, matching the evenness in the lead angel's words. The crimson-clad warrior could not hide his own mirth. "Hark!" he exclaimed, waving a hand to the air. "Those that would hide from reality have returned, only to oversee a peace between peoples they cannot even name! if the heavens cared for the good of the earth, they would not be so ignorant of its happenings." Melekeshar nodded in agreement with his companion's analysis. Sensing this standoff ending in the crossing of blades, unless the matter was redirected, he slid on his helmet as a sign to Ahrazan to do the same. 
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“Heresy!”
The words were spoken by Tyran, and they had been spit out like poison. As he started cursing in a language, not spoken in Tailteann for centuries, Gabe stopped him. She too sensed blades were about to cross. Her subtle gestures and guidance were still enough to calm the Angels, who all felt they had been wronged.

[i]Gentle movements once again won over pride and madness.[/i]

Only when she turned back could her own displeasure be seen. Suddenly her hair flew less graceful in the wind, and the beautiful features on her clean face turned in a slightly annoyed look.
“If the heavens cared for the good of the earth, they would not be so ignorant of its happenings," she suddenly repeated. With a raised eyebrow she chewed on the words. When she spoke again her gaze shifted back and forth from both men’s eyes, but did not stray for a second. “Earth, Tailteann, is more than temporary kingdoms and childish wars. And it [i]will[/i] be there, when your existence is long forgotten. The Dirt’s happenings goes so much beyond you, mortals.”
Her finger redirected the attention to the landscape.
“Can you see the horizon? It’s not there for you. The trees, the wind, the birds… they are only on loan. One day Angels will descend from Heaven and take it all back. And one more thing…”
Even when doing something as ordinary as walking a few steps backwards through a field Gabe looked graceful.
“Mortals, the Heavens asked for directions, we never said we wished for you to follow us, for when Angels travel there is only one pace…”
It was then that her wide wingspan spread out once again, as quickly as a snake could strike. Grain flew out to both sides by the violent wind blows they created. For a few meters it was carried by the force before finally falling.
“… Our pace,” she finished and with a powerful wave of her wings, she was instantly shot up in the air, and so was her comrades. Manners and polite goodbyes were not tradition amongst the citizens of Heaven and Crystal City, even when broad warriors, towering over Angels, spoke. 
There were other mortals left in the world - still time.
With angelic speed the creatures of myth flew over the landscape and where soon lost in the clouds. Their divine movements were a reminder to some, why they had been worshiped... [i]And their behavior was a reminder of their equally divine arrogance.[/i]