[Mojave]

"Bezeil!" They heard Arcturas shouting and turned to see the demon kneeling over the angel. Or what used to be an angel. Mendzel and Castrail recoiled while Pogo and Xeno craned forward for a better look. "Ooohh. What's happened to them, Pogo?" Xeno inquired. "I think... they've fallen?" Pogo ventured, though honestly they weren't sure. They'd never seen those markings outside of textbooks. "Did they... always look like that?" Pogo turned to the angels uncertainly, though their reactions were answer enough. "Guess not." Before turning back in time to see Bezeil sit up.

[Mojave]

"Bezeil, you're okay?! Say something!" Arcturas shook their friend roughly, ignoring the appearance of their siblings. "Hahahaha! Never better! You never said Falling was quite so fun, Arcturas!" Glancing over their friend's shoulder, Bezeil gave a wicked grin and opened their arms in welcome, "Pogo! Xeno! Does this make us siblings now?" Catching sight of their real siblings, the grin grew wider, "Hello, Castrail. Mendzel. I didn't think I'd ever see you two here. Did you come to play?"

[Mojave]

They were spared answering by two disruptions in the mist. One was golden, blinding, and huge. The other darker than the mist and as they watched it swallowed several of the wisps floating by, and was gargantuan. From the depths of both, two great figures stepped. Their multiple eyes met for a brief moment before disengaging to stare down at their respective parties. Though both were of great size, it was obvious one was an Archangel, the other a Duke of Hell. The only reason they didn't immediately attack each other was pretty self evident- this miasma was of greater importance.

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