• They were in the streets of hell. The exterminating angels were close, attacking the demons mercilessly. Alastor and you were fighting against the exterminating angels, until one manages to severely wound Alastor with his lance. After a while, Alastor was lying on a bed, while you took care of him, but he thought that he/she did not protect him from the exterminating angel because he/she hates him.•

Alastor spoke up, “What are you doing...?” He said in a cold and serious tone.