Once the angels were gone, the young mean sighed a quiet breath of relief. Their short, but precise conversation had hşm thinking. Why was Azazel named the traitor? Was it really him they were talking about?
He couldn’t be sure. From what he knew about the Celestial Plane – which admittedly wasn’t much at all – there were more than a few angels who had left this plane, and sought refuge elsewhere. The two angels he overheard could be talking about any one of the escaped, fallen angels. But then again, what were the chances of one of them coming back to the Celestial Plane with ill intent at the same time as Azazel and Kyle had?
Once a few short moments passed in silence, Kyle continued climbing the stairs. He paused for a few seconds at the top of the stairs, and listened carefully for any sounds, any signs of life. Once he was satisfied with the silence, he
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