Extermination day, the day most demon’s dreaded most. The day when angels from the heavens came down to kill them off.

Alastor was just minding his own business, walking down the streets of hell and not paying attention to all of the bloodshed going on around him.

He suddenly attacked from behind, making him fall and drop his radio staff. He turned quickly to see an angel with its spear pointed directly at his chest.

“Wow. You actually managed to knock me down.”