AS BRAYDEN AND I CARRIED THE unconscious Angel Hunters down the stairs, I couldn’t help but wonder about something. It was something that I’d been thinking about for a long, long time, but now that we had King Victor and the Angel Hunters in our grasps, the question was at the front of my mind more than usual. When were the demons and all of King Victor’s little followers going to realize that they were no match for any of us?
Perhaps, that would end up being when they were all dead, but with the way the Empyrean War was going, that wasn’t going to take too long either.
Regardless, they would never be strong enough to beat us - after all, good always triumphed over evil and my brothers (meaning, Lucifer and his younger brothers) were just about as evil as anyone could ever hope to be.
“Put them in separate cells as far apart as you can,” Brayden told me, “We’ll need to keep them separate until Gavin can come and figure out what he wants to do with them.”
I nodded curtly and took the red-headed female for myself while Brayden set to work dragging one of the men. We’d already made sure to destroy their tracking devices - that was what we went after before anything else - but I knew that Brayden wouldn’t hesitate to destroy them, too, if he had to.
Once we were done, I met Brayden back in the middle and started to leave to go to Heaven with him. “You know, the girl looks like she could be a good child-bearer for you,” I commented.
She seemed strong, though maybe a little too strong for it to be worth the trouble, but I knew she was a warrior regardless of the fact that she was no match for us. She would be able to contribute to the production of a wonderful young warrior herself.
Brayden shook his head, though.
“She’s that Defect’s friend,” he replied.
I looked at him, “You mean your daughter?” I questioned.
Brayden looked at me tiredly, “Is that what she is? Last time I checked, she was pathetic and worthless - nothing more.”
“I’m not disagreeing, but-”
Brayden promptly interrupted me.
“Regardless, that Hunter is just as useless and wrong as the Defect,” he mused, “Their entire ‘home’ needs to be destroyed, but I’m not offended by the idea of them being where we start.”