Saz pauses, raising one of her perfectly arched eyebrows.
"Seriously? Kid, the Earth is full of things you could be doing
other than wasting your life in a pointless war-" "It's not
pointless." Michael says, as cold as ever. "Don't you even start,
you take orders like some well-trained... dog. Obedient and quiet,
but when you can think for yourself everything goes wrong." Saz
says, turning on the taller male. "Not everything is wrong."
Michael argues, and his coldness changes to something more fiery,
more angry. "Michael, God left and the entire
universe went
wrong! Everything is wrong about this! Angels fighting angels and
sacred creatures fighting on the sides of demons-" "Saz enough.
Please." Ulia says, and the short angel seems to get back under
control, her cool attitude back. "Yeah, whatever." She mutters, and
Michael goes back to his silence.