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"It was because of my pride, my faith in my power," the Archangel grinned, flicking her wrist. Instantly the wings of Divine Dividing were folded in on Percy, and the half-blood son of Poseidon was thrown halfway across the room. "I let Ddraig hit me with all he had, and for that I was defeated. But not anymore. I now know why dragons are feared throughout the land- and exactly why they are nothing when compared to the wrath of an Archangel!" Gabriel looked concernedly at both her alternate self and then at her sister. "Sariel, there is no need-" "You have grown soft, Gabriel. You have let the idea of tolerance go to your head. For that you need to be shown what is the true way." "Sariel," Michael muttered, the New God's immense power being drawn, "this is no time for war." "And just because you took the throne of Heaven does not mean that you are Father. Who backed you on your bid for the Sapphire Throne? We did. You, Raphael, and you, Uriel, and most of all, you, Gabriel. And me. Don't get me wrong- I'm no Helel. But I do what is best for Heaven. Maybe the Devils of our world are worth dealing with. But these Mormon abominations? They must die. After all, is that not the reason why you personally cast Joseph Smith into Hell, sister?" "That was another time," the Messenger of God said quietly. "Another place. Another me."