"The angel is showing mercy? Pft, this might be considered the most hilarious joke I always hear from folks like you," he laughed as if I was joking around, "angels are our enemies, not allies, not guides."
"I know that," I had a feeling that he wasn't going to fight against me, "but at least I have a chance against them, not against you."
"Smart kid," he dared to call me a kid? "But I won't let you off before you tell me who you are and how you know about this place."
"I just stumbled upon it by accident," I shrugged, "I was in the park when the apocalypse started. If you don't believe me, then let's go to the museum up there and ask people about that."
*Foosh!*
Just while I was speaking I felt a strange gush of wind coming from him.
"I don't want to hear anyone's opinion," he said while one of his eyes shone in a strange purple red color, "I have a skill to detect lies, and you kid just spouted out one."
Sh*t! He had a lie detecting skill up his sleeve.