Michael did hear and register Raphael's warning. However, it all fled his mind as he saw Uriel landing in front of them, a sword in hand. Without as much as a thought he summoned his own sword, setting it aflame and stepping between Raphael and Uriel.
He wouldn't allow his Raphael to be hurt. Even if he had been betrayed, he still loved the healer.
"Not one step nearer, Uriel," he said quietly, his eyes fixed on the darkhaired archangel, watching closely his every move. "I won't allow it." He pointed his sword at his colleague.
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Date: 2006-02-26 08:30 am (UTC)He wouldn't allow his Raphael to be hurt. Even if he had been betrayed, he still loved the healer.
"Not one step nearer, Uriel," he said quietly, his eyes fixed on the darkhaired archangel, watching closely his every move. "I won't allow it." He pointed his sword at his colleague.