The days passed by. Abel was returning to the same life as usual. He was brewing potions, entering into the dark world to train and fight. He would also train his own preachers within the Nation of God. At times, he would use Izual's divine bestowment to assassinate some preachers that weren't his. It's always quite easy to get his target. Because of how strong the guardian wing was at defending against enemies that were outside, most had become complacent at spotting enemies that were on the inside. Besides, since all the divine bestowment Abel had looked like accidents, the higher-ups of the Nation of God could never do much beyond suspecting the presence of external interference.