Silence encompassed the air between the two Archangels, their thoughts stirring. Both were worried over something.
"Big Sister," Michael suddenly said. "My daughter is traveling with this Fateless; do you think…"
"No, she'll be fine," Mikaela answered calmly, her words alleviating some of Michael's trepidation. "That boy may be an anomaly of the highest caliber, but he's still human in the end. As Father's prized creations, humans are designed to be selfish, selfless creatures. This one, in particular, values relationships and family for some reason, which strikes me as odd, considering how much of the aura of death surrounds him."
"Human…" Archangel Michael muttered, recalling the four sets of wings on Cassius's back. "Are we sure someone like him can even be considered human anymore…? He's more of an abomination or an aberration…"
