Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Shooting the beautiful newcomer with a heavy stare, I hid my discontent towards Arsene's disgusting plan.

Lifting my hand, a bit of Angelic Divinity ran from my palm, twisting in the air, Larisa, who I could only assume was frozen in place.

Shifting my gaze back to Sulton, I frown, growing a bit solemn, "Now then, before things got a bit out of hand, shall we discuss Arsene Snow?"

There was a grim flash on Sultons face. As far as all the Angels in Heaven knew, there was no such thing as a prophecy. Arsene had kept this all from the Angels, but he had no idea about the alliances that were made since that party.

"I usually deal with Yael." He said as I shook my head.

"All angels hurt in combat must stay in the Halls of Attornment; there is no exception even amounts Arch-Angels. Master Yael is not here, but he recommended that I act according to his will.

Pulling across to Larisa Arsene, he placed his hands on her shoulder and pushed my divinity away, holding Larisa in place with his.

Not bothering to comment, much less care of something so insignificant, my gaze stayed focused on Sulton.

"I see," He replied, narrowing his eyes in ponderance.

"Indeed, and I am here to inquire about Arsene. Our domain is still active, but it would seem the devil has not been caught."

"True. But it's only a matter of time." Sulton responded.

"Maybe not. That bastard Arsene is cunning, and when I first came back, all I could see was terrified people. Soldiers are raiding homes; patrol officers are abusing their power. It's chaos out there." Arsene added, holding onto the silent Larisa blushing in his arms.

"The price of war. Casia is but one city on Alos. I care not for the people but rather the outcome." Sulton ruthlessly proclaimed, somewhat similar to how an average angel would respond.

"I also agree; that is why I am here."

"Then you two are destined to fail," Arsene said once more, a bit grimly drawing our attention.

"Sir, I told you about Pendragon, right? The land that was once my home. Do you know what Arsene's first move was in its destruction?"

"I do not." Said Sulton.

"It was Chaos. Pure and utter chaos, that is how he strives; if you keep pushing like so, you will only push further into his hands." Arsene warned, and I found his words to be nothing but the truth.

The Angels had done a bit of history on the Active Devil of Midgard and had found he held the inherent problem of most Demons' downfall. It had seemed they were not wrong. He was bound to stir chaos.

Crossing my arms, I shook my head, "I agree, but I say we must double down. I wish to start a new task force with you."

"And will you be the only angel?" Sulton probed.

"No. But I will be the only one to stand with the Bed of Chaos actively. My Brothers and Sister will be taking a more delicate route."

"Angels do not do delicate." Said Sulton sharply.

"And what might you call when we halted the devil's ability to draw power from the nines? Or summon Gates of Brimstone? There was a reason I was picked out of all my brothers and Sister, despite my weak cultivation, Sulton." I calmly responded.

"W-w-what did you have in mind?" Larisa suddenly inquired, unable to mask her fear towards me in her throat.

'Careful, Sulton is whispering words in her head,' Arsene wordlessly sent into my heart.

Frowning, I glanced heavily at the woman, "Forgive me, but I do not believe you are needed. Richter is that devils bother, and you are but a common-born."

"I would ask that you not insult my Granddaughter, Sir Einar. She is of my blood." Drawing close to his Granddaughter, he patted her head lovingly.

"Then remove her. And all born in Bed of Chaos are common borns; I am sure you heard such things during your time in the war. Then again, you stood against us, didn't you.' I coldly expressed.

"I find we are getting off of topic. How about I take Larisa away? I have been gone for a bit, but as it stands. I am quite interested in an alliance." The cunning devil stated, letting his devilish fangs show to those who knew what lay beneath that skin.

Resisting the urge to smile, Sulton waved him off, "Leave us then."

Cracking a bit of a smile, Arsene shot me a profound stare and pulled Larisa away.

"This Task Force. What did you have in mind?" Said Sulton calmly.

"A combination of The Celestrial Palace, The Courts, and the Angels, of course. From there, we initiate a more... restrictive type of lifestyle on this land. One free of sin, for devils to feed off of."

This is about to be lit! I can imagine it. I heard many tales of Prohibition a long time ago in another life, but now I finally get to live it! I am going to be falling all over booty! There is no stopping the sins in creation.

"I'm sorry? I don't quite understand?"

"I say we cut off the liquor and place a curfew on Casia; This should impede a deviant like Arsene Snow. " I explained, "Devils like him will feed off chaos so let's cut it and bring this land into peace. That includes banning drugs, prostitution, or anything that may cause a devil to fulfill his innermost desire."

"What you are asking for is akin to Martial Law. This could get bloody." Sulton grimly expressed as I merely shrugged.

"This is Arsene Snow we are talking about. Need I remind you an Arch-Angels soul resides with him? Or a Prince of Hell? This is not the time to care about natural rights. As of this moment, Casia is under our rule."

Touching his bearded chin, I only stared and waited. "This will get really messy. Yu Lan may fight us on this. There could even be a potential civil war."

"Then I suggest you speak to her, or it will be her blood that will fall. This city is filled with the filth of devils. Where there is one, there is bound to be another. You saw the Sleeping Sin, didn't you? War is on the horizon."

Releasing a heavy breath, Sulton closed his eyes and nodded, "I will speak with Nox. But they may not help. There was a bit of falling out between us."

Liftin my lips, I chuckled, "I am sure you can figure it out, Sulton.. After all, you are an excellent negotiator, or so I have heard.