As Shrike moved around the corner, he came across Lilith, and as he tried to stop, his feet stumbled, and his weapon sent him flying into the wall in front of Lilith, causing a streak of blood to paint the wall, as he slammed down right in front of her. He merely said one word, "Ouch........" with a tired, yawning tone.  Looking up, he simply spoke one word, "Hello!" With a massive gash across his head.

Without even getting up, he traced his finger along the gash. For a mili second, the top portion of his skull appeared, then vanished, his wound leaving with it. Using his weapon to force himself up, and acting half asleep, he spoke aloud, "I will be fine." Looking in the direction she was heading, he spoke, "Well, to be honest, we don't really have a 'dean', he's more of a headmaster of sorts. I can take you to him, if that's what you want, don't know what he'd want with a demon, but hey, what's his business, is his business." He held the polearm over his shoulder with a relaxed stance, walking in front of her, then turned his head back slightly, "You coming?"

Revan looked at Rein and chuckled
"soo what exactly happened do your sister hmm sounds like something bad happened to her.


Excalibur looked on as the the angel of death disapred
"I was mainly talking about those that have become assasins and if he is honarable why does he allow them to exist." he mutters

Michael chuckled, "Simple, the law of balance takes care of it. Those who become assassins will be destroyed in time, but the current Grim isn't in the position to do it. The last Grim vanished a year ago, and the new one is just learning to use that power of his."

Michael chuckled again, "And that is where the knights would come in, they are our living weapons in the realm of earth, and Ezekiel is the execution of heaven. Anyone who stands in my way must face both, and let me tell you something, no one wants to fight Ezekiel."

Mawthrough nodded.
Then he stripped naked and laid the chicken over himself, with plenty of sauce.
"Is this plate more to your liking, my lady?"

Darkion grimaced.
"I actually liked her. An esper took command. Hurt a LOT. She was screaming in agony and pain, I tried to reason with the esper but..."
He trailed off into silence.
"But yeah, she's bound to him. I don't know how long, but according to one of his servants who's a little too sexually aroused by the esper for my liking it's basically until she... runs out of use."
He looked at her.
"I'm going to go on a limb here and assume that your sister takes priority to your job, so how about this? I help you rescue your sister, you both work for me for free, we raise hell together and pretty much create paradise. Sound good?"
He paused.
"After your current job of course..."

Michael shrugged, "Few want to fight us, and even fewer actually want a fight with Ezekiel, not even Lucifer."

Michael turned away for a moment, a grin developing on his face, before clearing his face, and turning back, "Actually, I do.  Go into the mortal realm, and kill the archer, Spectre, who resides in Velcana."

Shrike gave out a lazy yawn, "We have about five full bloods in all. One is a teacher here, her name is Lamia, quite a powerful being, I can tell you that. She keeps the other demons in line, in case they let their nature take control. I keep the full blooded reapers, and the half bloods in line, or at least, I give the illusion." As he spoke, more of his true presence was revealed. "You should know that demons here are watched at all times, sorry to say, but Marcus doesn't risk the safety of his students, and he's got people like me around to kill them." He turned, and walked backwards, looking at her aura as she spoke, while swiping her papers, "Hmm, tell me, why are you actually here fledgling?" He could feel that she was far older than him, but felt like using the term. The papers lit on fire in his hand, though the blue flame didn't harm his skin.

Revan chukled again and looked at Rein
"You know there is a loop hole you could always send me to gather information or free her for you and because im such a nice guy ill do it for free."

Excalibur looked at Michael before answering
"This mortal what did he do to have you put on a death sentence on him?

Michael grinned, "He's going to interfere with a fight between archangels soon, I can't allow that, so I want you to kill him."

Michael crossed his arms, "That's none of your business. Besides, Spectre is a slayer, or rather, the original slayer. He can create arrows that temporarily, or permanently mortalize his foes, or worse.....anyways, that's your mission, to fight and kill him."

Michael shrugged, "If he impales you with his arm, you're as good as dead, and if his arrows hit you, don't expect your powers to be of use, or, for your regeneration to work. You'll be a human fighting against a backstabber of the most efficient kind, good luck." A moment later, Excalibur was dropping from orbit, given a shortcut out of heaven by Michael.

Pools of shadow began to pop up all around Velcana, as Spectre sat several hundred feet below the surface, "Another sacrificial lamb, so, the war games begin again." He stands up, grabbing his metal bow, "Might as well'll go and greet the poor lamb. Or, I can try to shoot him from a mile away with my bow." He walked through a wall of shadow, popping up nearly two miles from Excalibur. He calmly strung an arrow, and readied himself to fire it, taking his time to aim.

Spectre sighed, "You poor unfortunate fool........" The arrow released, one made from acranium, a metal made to slay immortals. As it flew through the air, towards the house, it flew right into a pool of shadow. At this time, four portals appeared in each corner, and a storm of metal arrows flew from each toward the man.