"...I'm here to report a problem."
"What now!?"
"There you go again. I haven't even said as to what degree the problem is and your emotions are already running wild."
Eremiel was wearing some sort of one-piece robe that completely covered his body from the neck down; but even then, the tattoos that he seemed to have plastered all over his body glowed bright enough to be seen through it.
The interiors of the room he was in also glowed red; with markings similar to the tattoos he had.
"Because the last time we had a problem, the Seraphs were able to escape to this universe!"
Eremiel then stomped his foot on the ground; but instead of the room trembling in response, the light glowing on his body and the light that surrounded the dark room was instantly extinguished; bringing back the calmness of its interiors.