"What.. the... fuck... was... that...?" They stuttered simultaneously, while falling to the ground.
Daniel coughed, blood spewing from his mouth. "Thanks for the help, Archangel Raphael. But nevermind me, can you go and help Dante, I believe he's fighting about that fallen hero."
"Are you ok, hero Daniel? You're coughing up a lot of blood." Raphael muttered.
Hades turned around an saw a familiar face, "Ha, if it isn't my least favorite angel. What in the world is one of the four great Archangels, Raphael doing here?" He asked.
"Shush, I'm not here to speak with someone of your kind. I'm only here to my job." Raphael replied, looking down on Hades.
"Your job? I thought your job was to be that wack job of an angel yes men." Hades laughed.
"How dare you, your disrespectful tongue had come far enough, now you will die!" He roared, charging up an divine lightning to strike Hades with.
