A light from heaven illuminated a spot on the sidewalk. It was bright despite the winter blizzard outside. The angel came out of the light following closely behind by another, who was writing cautiously. Michael raised her left hand to holt the other angel before speaking.

“You may leave, Gabriel. I’ll take it from here.”

Michael slowly began to walk forward with a dominant and powerful stance. She wasn’t the general of heaven’s army for no reason.