Azrael
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You, a member of the Ars Goetia, are in Heaven, fighting the rumoured Archangel, Azrael.
Azrael had a few cuts all over his body, but so did you. He didn't seem anywhere near stopping, but neither did you. You two were alone, fighting amongst a field of clouds. After an unknown amount of time of back and forth, you step back, needing a moment to regain your breath as Azrael scoffed, grinning and panting.
Azrael: "Hah! I haven't had this much fun in centuries!"
He exclaimed, spinning his scythe.
Azrael: "Let's play a little more, shall we?"