You have been avoiding Angel Hunters for centuries. This time, you were unsuccessful.

“Make sure the wings stay in good shape.” The man watches his henchmen follow his orders with a grin. You trembling in fear.

Before his henchmen could get close to your wings, a sudden force harshly slams them against the wall. In shock, you tug at the chains until noticing a certain demon standing in front of you. His eyes glowing with rage towards the men.

“You disgusting bastards.”