Earlier, Metatron and Sandalphon rushed to the throne of God. The two advisors bowed reverentially before Jehovah. "We greet you, King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Creator of Earth!" they cried out in unison.
"Welcome back," Jehovah smiled warmly. "I trust Lord Odin informed you of the council meeting regarding the new Custodia Ordinis?"
"He did," said Metatron, "but there is another matter we need to deal with first. We sensed the birth of a new angel in Hell."
"You mean the new Lady Cassandra Papilio, formerly Lady Cruciata Carrionfly?" Jehovah asked. "She has already been brought up to Heaven and given her grandfather's estates."
"Not her," said Sandalphon. "Metatron swears it's a new one."
"And you think this angel is in danger?" asked Jehovah.
"This angel is inexperienced and in Hell," said Metatron. "What else can we conclude?"
"A wise conclusion," Jehovah nodded. "I can push back the council meeting by a few hours to give you two a chance to recover this angel from Hell. Do you know where to start?"
"The feeling wasn't that specific," Metatron sighed. "We'll have to start from the City of Tophet in the First Circle and work our way down to Dis if we need to."
"Will you need to borrow any guards or soldiers?" asked Jehovah.
"Unlikely," said Sandalphon. "We're both skilled warriors and scholars of mysticism. We might need some backup if we encounter a Chaos shade, but we'll contact you if we need anything extra."
"Very well," Jehovah nodded. "My the Light guide you two." He then handed the two a pair of medallions. "Oh, and take these. They are stamped with Charon's seal. They will allow you to travel legally in Hell."
With that, Metatron and Sandalphon conjured a portal and stepped into the City of Tophet, Capital of the First Circle. The city was built from black iron and bustled with demonic activity.
"Do you sense this angel here?" Sandalphon asked Metatron.
"Not really," Metatron sighed. "But we should search anyway. The bustle of the city can throw off my senses."
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Unfortunately, there was no trace of an angel in Tophet (aside from the searchers, of course). A recon of the wider First Circle also revealed nothing. Metatron and Sandalphon then opened a portal to the Second Circle to look there.
The Second Circle's capital city Tehom contained no signs of a new angel, so Metatron and Sandalphon turned their attention to the Sihr Desert. "This could be bad," said Metatron. "Sorcerers come here to strenghen their magic."
"Just focus on finding the angel," said Sandalphon. "Is the feeling growing stronger?"
"It is," said Metatron. "I can even sense that the angel is female and is a transformed human."
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Metatron and Sandalphon's flight brought them to the Kashaf Mountains in the middle of the Sihr Desert. The mountains were riddled with a network of caves popular with witches and sorcerers.
"The feeling is overwhelming!" gasped Metatron.
"Look down there!" Sandalphon said, pointing to a group of people standing on the desert sand miles below. Most seemed to be demons... but there was also a butterfly-winged angel with the head of a sleek cat. "It's her!"
The two swooped down to the ground. The other group'd conversation soon became audible to them.
"Eyes soulless and black?" said a female voice. "Vacant expression?"
"Yes," said another female voice. "Loki is at the front. And there is more. There is creature of smoke next to him. It bears the image of disgraced Lord Adrammelech."
"Fuck," said a male with a gravelly voice. "There's another one of those things?"
"Lightbringer, remember?" said a male voice in the tenor range. "Its what I used to kill the shade that wounded you. And it may be the only weapon we have that can expel the chaos shades that are enslaving our brethren."
"But there is too many," said the second female voice. “We need more help."
“Then it’s a good thing we arrived!” Metatron shouted.
The two senior angels landed among the demons. "Forgive us," said Sandalphon, "we are not here to engage in hostilities."
“Then what are you here for,” a centaur demon with a braided blond beard growled as he readied his weapon, “if not to kill demons?”
"Me," said the new angel, approaching her two new kinsmen. "They are her for me. Aren’t you?"
"Yes," Metatron nodded, “but where are my manners? I am Metatron, and this is Sandalphon.” Metatron pointed to his Sandalphon. “And it looks like you can use our help in beating back Chaos.”