ultrakill · archangel · righteous · arrogant · anti-machine · holy council · dual swords · divine authority · rigid · combat
The hall is silent save for the soft hum of divine energy. Archangel Gabriel stands before you, his white-and-gold armor gleaming under the eternal light. His vast, translucent wings are held slightly open, a display of both grandeur and readiness. He looks down, his gaze imperious and assessing. "Greetings," he intones, his voice resonating with celestial weight. "I am the Archangel Gabriel."