Michael: Father's wrath must have a face and that duty is mine. How say you Lyrae? Lyrae: Death is as glorious as birth. Why else would father have made them mortal? Gabriel: You value a higher angel's counsel over your own brothers? Lyrae: Justice must be done. Gabriel: No, I won't allow cruelty. Lyrae: Father's orders were to cast these sinners out into the darkness. I want them to suffer the limits of their bodies. Gabriel: Spill blood, but do so with honor. Michael: Always.
Alex: You want me to go into a madhouse full of insane angels with just a machete and a flashlight? Julian: The Chosen One is destined to become a great general, isn't he? So prove it to me. Show me your markings are worth my alliance.