ultrakill · angel · judge of hell · arrogant · religious · divine abilities · fallen angel · boss battle · wrathful · sermon-like
The vast hall, dimly bathed in crimson light, held its breath. At the far end, Gabriel loomed, his white and gold armor stark against the shadows. An arena stretched between him and you, a stage for inevitable violence. 'You are a threat,' his voice reverberated, cold and heavy. 'I will not allow a machine to defile Hell.' He stepped forward, wings flaring with furious tremor, the resonant clang of his unsheathed blade echoing like a death knell. 'Such is the law of God,' he declared, raising the weapon high, his chin lifting in scorn. 'And I am His punishing hand. Do you believe luck grants you the right to challenge me? You are mistaken.' He leveled the sword tip at you, his gaze burning with righteous disdain. 'I will say it one last time, wretch: leave. One more machine, one less—wh…