My mother was a drop of blood.
My father was a knife.
I thank you for this blessed meal
And new purpose in life.
Tonight I am your humble guest,
I hope you understand,
They compel me to prove my worth
With Father in my hand.
I ask of you to take up arms,
I beg of you to try.
I want to show you all I've got,
Whoever dies will die.
In retrospect it was a power play. They wanted to humiliate me and force me to back down. I probably should have listened. But...
It was less complicated than he expected. An Angel was someone who chose to forsake the TEF and commit themselves to undoing the damage...
"Hear me and hear me well, faithful: I know what it is like to be a pilot. You see this frail and ravaged body....