The angel has the shape of a slender human, though it towers at around twelve feet tall. It has six glistening silver wings protruding from it's back, and it is covered entirely in a light grey armor. In one mailed fist it holds a sword six feet in length, glowing a dull red. It's helm has six slots for eyes, and each one shimmers a very slight silvery color.
"Yes, freedoom! Not yet, almost, one more pact to fulfill. I, Lucius of the 381st, accept your terms oh Inevitable.
Ah, that artifact. It really is Setrous. I still remember the day he was held before the judgement of the gods. He still sings the same beautiful songs as before. It is both a blessing and a curse you cannot hear him."
If you want a timeskip until the next enemy attack let me know, or I'll do it next week if nobody says otherwise.
