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.
