Kin
"My home?—This is a prison?" Jett asked, taken aback by the abrupt fate placed before him.
The mysterious man placed his hand over his chest, presenting himself formally, "I am of the Seven Luminaries of Fantasia, Raphael/ I have been designated to see to it that you're properly secured in your new home, Jett Levine."
"Luminaries? Hold on, are you with those paladins—?! You're not human, are you?" Jett posed his questions hastily as he was nudged roughly by a pair of the sentinels, pushing him along.
There were too many loose thoughts racing through his mind, and he spent all of his energy verbalizing them without much thinking.
"Human? Amusing; of course I am not–I am an angel," Raphael answered with a certain degree of pride, though turning himself away as he began to walk forth. "Do not liken me to that of the paladins–their mortal affairs are insignificant to myself."