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GABRIEL P.O.V. I grab the dagger that is deep in my guts. With a growl I jerk it out. My angelic healing takes care of the wound in a matter of seconds. I fought one hell of a fight with Lucifer. I actually almost had his heart carved out if it wasn't for that damned Ezekel. He sank that damn dagger deep in my gut before they both flew away. I press the button on the elevator, allowing the doors to open to the first floor. It's a good thing it stopped there before the lobby. It would have been hard to convince mortals that everything was okay. It just took a wave of my hand and my angelic powers instantly fixed everything wrong, even dissolving the blood inside. I go to the nearest window and open it. With a leap, my wings expand, and I take to the skies. I have to get this vial to F