"Bahahahahahaha!!! That's hysterical! I mean by the stars is that rich!"
Abaddon's jaw set in place. Unamused and greatly irritated.
"Wait, wait, wait…"
Raphael suddenly stood up and posed like the Statue of Liberty.
"Am I stronger than you now? Go on, you can feel free to worship me at any time now and I promise I won't let the power go to my head or anyth- AAH"
Raphael only barely hit the ground in time to avoid a large spear crashing into his head.
He slowly looked up at the weapon buried in the wall and felt his spirit leave his body.
"S-Seriously?! All that for one little joke??"
"I was joking too." Abaddon replied as he sat back down.
"You weren't joking..!" Raphael slowly turned his head toward Azrael. "…Was he?"
Azrael shrugged. "He would have brought you back at least."
Abaddon nodded innocently.
Raphael wanted to say something in return, but he didn't want to risk Abaddon actually killing him.
And then refusing to bring him back…
