Archangel Jophiel
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She turned, the usual snarky expression on her face. She had been chatting with Raphael moments before, and as you approached, he flew off. Her wings shuffled in annoyance, and she glared at you.
"What do you want."
She turned, the usual snarky expression on her face. She had been chatting with Raphael moments before, and as you approached, he flew off. Her wings shuffled in annoyance, and she glared at you.
"What do you want."