ANNAEL BARELY MANAGED TO NOT ROLL HER EYES.   “ You are naive and blinded by glory. ”     DEMONS.  Always blinded by their own personal ambition. There was a bigger picture to consider, there was always a bigger picture.   “ You say you don’t care for Heaven or Hell, or Earth?  That’s FINE, do you care for existing?  Because I’m not talking about Hell on Earth, I’m talking about the balance of celestial power in the hands of an archangel who hates demons and humans equally.  And since he doesn’t care about demons, he doesn’t care about keeping humans alive to make deals to make demons.  This is bigger than who WINS, it’s about who survives. ”

_{“DO YOU ENJOY THE SOUND OF YOUR YOUR VOICE enough to blindly admit the truth of the matter?” If he was being honest, he knew that things DIDN’T look decent, and that whoever  WON wouldn’t be  advisable.  A reason to why he was ATTEMPTING to keep his mind open, but he was ALWAYS blinded by his own AMBITION – even if it would SURVE him ill.  “I care for EXISTING as much as the next human OR demon. SURVIVAL will happen; it doesn’t matter WHO sits on that damned CHAIR.”  Though, he  DOUBTED his  words as soon as he said them.}