[Demonicwolf216]

I glare at you. "We have morals. Unlike you we don't kill for fun." I lean against the wall, keeping little pressure on my bad leg. I pull my sleeves up, exposing my scarred, torn up forearms and wrists. "I don't believe anything anymore and to answer the question why did I kill you? I've never killed an angel in my life. Ever. And I intend to keep it that way." A loud hiss floods the air and another demon walks out of the shadows. "Damian... Don't. He won't do anything. He's not worth it." He snarls but walks away, vanishing into the shadows as fast as he appeared.