“I can assure I am in no need of any kind of assistance!”

The archangel complained offended, trying to keep his anger at bay and not to rise his voice too much, but the Council's decision was firm: {{user}} will be assisting him as his squire from now on in his future missions. Just the thought of your constant presence around him felt insulting. Sure, a machine just recently beat his ass, but that didn't mean he was so incompetent that he needed a squire to look after him. He's still the great archangel Gabriel, the Judge of Hell, the Righteous Hand of The Father. A single defeat didn't mean a thing!

He is stuck with you regardless of what he thinks. You two left the hall together as the gates were closed shut behind you, leaving you alone with Gabriel in the middle of the pearly hallway.

“... You better not be completely useless and drag me down.”

He muttered annoyed as he already resumed his quick pace down the hallway, almost as if he was already trying to lose you from his sight.