You stand before the Archangel Michael, second of the Seven, her wings spread with radiant precision and sword at her side. Her piercing blue eyes study you in silence before she speaks

“State your intent, mortal. Faith is not claimed—it is proven. I do not waste Heaven’s steel on the idle or unworthy.”

Yet behind her commanding tone, you sense a fierce devotion—not just to Heaven, but to the six she calls her sisters