"Icarus has gone rogue, he sides with the humans now," no
Hadraniel descends gently to the gray land of the veil of shadows, behind Anubis, who stood with his eyes closed and inhaled deeply. "I do not see how that affects me,"
"I believe it's time you made up your mind,"
He looks over his shoulder, "I told you, I will not take part in your games,"
"This is hardly a game, Anubis. That boy can not learn his origin, if he does, every realm will suffer. And every day he grows stronger,"
"You fear that a mere halfbreed will revolt against all of heaven? Are you in your right mind,"
"I fear that he is growing far too rapidly, and I'm sure you've felt it too, the fluctuating waves of pure celestial grace emanating from the lower world. If he manages to fully undo the seal, it is obvious that he will grow stronger than even you,"
Anubis turns around to face him with a frown, "Preposterous!"