In Los Angeles, Michael and Mercy were sitting inside an abandoned house, trying to rest. Their fight with Aethra had drained a lot of their energy, and the wounds on their bodies were leaving them feeling noticeably weak."Michael, there's been an unusual increase in demon activity on Earth recently. Something like this hasn't happened in years, and Lucifer isn't even present in Hell right now to control them. I feel like a great danger is approaching humanity. Even the last two enemies we fought were extremely powerful—and both of them had once been prisoners of Hell. Who could possibly be betraying Lucifer from inside Hell and freeing these demons?" Mercy said, sharpening the edge of her blades while looking at Michael.
"You're absolutely right, Mercy. I've been troubled by the same thought—where is all this negativity on Earth coming from? If this continues, in the coming days we might have to fight a large number of demons at once," Michael replied, meeting her gaze.
