Lucifer? Elise's heart sank hearing the warning that had been ruled by the head of the archangel, Michael. His expression looked visibly enraged. It was clear that no matter what glass people had used to look at the current situation, Ian and her seemed to be the one attacking Gabriel. 

More angels made their way to the ground, notably was Uriel and Raphael, the angel of judgement. Upon seeing the scene, Uriel gasped. His golden eyes like his fellow brothers went toward Gabriel where he quickly run forward but Michael had stopped him. "Be cautious. That is the monster's claw you are stepping to, Uriel," warned Michael.

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"But brother Gabriel," Uriel's eyes were in panic and that only further sent cold ice water to Elise's heart. 

"Sirs," Elise raised her voice again where Michael grudge-filled eyes flared at her, "This is truly a misunderstanding. So that no more further bloodshed, please let me explain. This is all the doing of the dark sorcerer—" 

"That sword!" Raphael raised his voice once again, his finger pointing to the sword that somehow had gotten it way to the ground where they had been standing at, possibly when Ian had fled from the building, the sword had been thrown nearby them. "It's the sword of inferno."

Ian who heard this knitted his eyebrows. Their situation was getting worse and worse by each second. 

"The sword that Satan forged," Michael continued Raphael's words and looked completely disgusted at Ian, "I see the clear picture now. Satan had put you two through this didn't you? I don't know what he had offered you two by harming Gabriel but remember, children a sin is something you cannot take back," threatened Michael with his voice lowered dangerously. 

"This is not what it looks like," Elise couldn't understand why the angels had made a one-sided assumption before hearing them but they had been convinced Ian had been the one to put Gabriel into the situation he was in currently, where his soul was treading between life and death. 

Ian could tell there was no more going out of this nor escaping. There was no way for them to talk their way out of this with how persuaded the angels were. 

"I feel what my uncle felt now and honestly it's shitty," remarked Ian as he slowly took Elise's hands toward his. 

Michael turned to Raphael, "Your judgement."

Raphael nodded his head in answer after Michael's request. The angel announced aloud, "Ian White you are now to be punished for harming the Archangel Gabriel. Your punishment should be seen through by death."

Elise gasped at this, her eyes darting behind the three archangel to see the rest of the angels who had came as well, as if forming the army they had in Heaven to the mortal land. Ernest who was sitting on the roof of the church building was unnoticed by anyone. He immediately disappeared from the place, returning to his house.

His body at once lunged forward with his hand crossed across his stomach. His body trembled before the mirror he was standing near. Small sound quivered from his mouth that at once blast into a manic laughter. Ernest ran toward the mirror, his hands slamming the glass enough to cause cobweb-like fissures. 

"Do you like what you see?" Asked Ernest to his reflection. Although his eyes had been deep in the black color when he stared to the mirror, his reflection had shown the opposite shining golden color. 

The smile on Ernest's lips were wide and cruel but his reflection had a far worse chilling smile.

"Not enough. Both Heaven and Hell must be in havoc right now. Oh, how pleasing that is just to imagine! I can't wait… I can't wait!" His reflection answered with a well pleased look. "Soon Hell will embark in the path of anger of being falsely accused and likewise, Heaven will show the same rage toward them for killing Gabriel. Rage and anger is always a potent poison to them. The anger will blinded their eyes, preventing them to sense a single of our tracks."

Ernest looked at his hands as if to observe the unimaginable power he had coursing over his body, "That's a very pleasing view I'm certain. I can't wait to see how other humans in the mortal land would suffer."

His reflection grin from ear to ear, "I know comrade, you would be as joyful as I would. It is a pleasure to finally found someone who could understand me. We don't need anyone else. Just the both of us and we can do the impossible. When Hell and Heaven has disappeared, you can now created a better mortal world just like you wish, Ernest. It would be a place where you can punish the humans who deserve retribution. It would be a different world compared where demons and angels ruled unfairly. However, I can't understand. Why do you stopped me earlier?"

Ernest tore his gaze from his hands and looked at his reflection with a faint frown. "I have warned you not to kill Dalton, Apollyon. I won't forgive you the second time." 

Apollyon in reply glared back at him in a fit of anger, "You don't need that human any longer, Ernest. Look at him, he is a human who had abandoned you. Remember? I gave you an option that night when you killed those foolish couple to show your true self toward him. What did he screamed once seeing at you?—"

"Stop it," Ernest warned. 

"He said, 'stay away from me monster!'," Apollyon chuckled and laughed which stopped when Ernest slammed his fists to the mirror again, causing it to further break. 

"I said stop it, Apollyon!" Ernest yelled in rage.

But Apollyon had nothing to stop him and he continue to speak despite how distorted his reflection had became due to the broken surface. Where his eyes multiply on the crack surface of the glass. "No one accept you as you are, Ernest but we don't need any validation from anyone. We are doing this for the better good. The better good, remember? That brother of yours can't understand your reasoning and I had taught you what we should do to people who can't understand us?"

"We kill them," Ernest answered while staring at how frightening his reflection had became as it was displayed on the shattered glass.

Meanwhile, on the shore of the abyss, the creature continue to look at the starless sky, seeing how ominously silent the sea had became after his last visitor. The calm was akin to calm before storm where tragedy seem to be ticking in seconds. In time, he noticed a presence behind him and turned his face. The creature that looked at the person appeared taken aback. "I know you, don't I?" The creature questioned to the person who stood in front of him where the person smiled mysteriously instead of replying.