143 Baal's Faction (10)

It didn't take long to come to a conclusion.

"We're calling those bastards down."

It was a simple statement but it had the desired impact. Shittomi clicked her tongue, Amon cussed and left. Baal deadpanned and Lilith rolled her eyes at how predictable everyone's reactions were. Mammon's expressions were hidden beneath his hood but it was clear that he disliked the idea as much as everyone else in the room.

"Who should we invite over? I hate Michael!" Amon declared. It wasn't a very surprising declaration. Ever since Michael cheated in the war by borrowing Uriel's flaming sword to defeat him, Amon held a bitter grudge over the warrior archangel.

"No," Lucifer agreed. "We're calling Gab over."