Chapter 337.2
Isaac was baffled by the outburst, unsure why Tuhalin was so furious.
“Didn’t I inform you that I would handle Dera Heman personally?”
“Does the Codex of Light normally have conversations that revolve around deciding whether to chop off someone’s head or burn them alive? I mean, seriously, what kind of conversation happens when two Archangels show up and start burning things up? You do realize everyone, including Dera Heman, almost died back there, right?”
Tuhalin, the master of the forge, had been utterly terrified when he sensed the descent of the Archangels.
In fact, Tuhalin’s reaction was typical for most humans. Archangels could kill with mere incidental movements—not out of cruelty or a lack of empathy, but simply because they paid as much attention to humans as one does to ants when walking.
Though Isaac acted as if the presence of two Archangels was no big deal, Tuhalin, who had received the formal notice of their names, had been rightfully alarmed.
‘If I told him those two Archangels almost fought while possessing Dera and me, he’d probably faint.’
Isaac decided to take that secret to the grave. If word got out, the Burning Maiden would surely hold a grudge against him. Tuhalin’s anger quickly subsided, and he began patting Isaac’s back, his frustration fading.
“Don’t ever get yourself stuck alone with those fanatics again! I followed your lead, not to babysit those crazies! What in the world are they even thinking?”