Jared nearly sighed in relief. He, on the contrary, had never navigated hell before. He'd never been in hell before. It was honestly a frightening prospect. Angels did<i>not </i>voluntarily go there, but this was a once in a lifetime experience. To possibly save another angel? He took the compass, then gripped Milo's arm. "Be safe, and may God protect you." He looked over at Luke, frowning again. Milo could handle himself, even though Jared couldn't shake this feeling that something was off about the fallen angel.<br/><br/>But if the fallen had a genuine desire to help the other angel, and not just trick a powerful angel into a trap, Jared could be alright with that. With great reluctance, the apprentice angel left and made his way towards a sanctified and blessed Catholic chapel. Not all churches were made equal, and some were sacrileges. There he waited for an update.<br/><br/>~<br/><br/>It had been hours, or what felt like hours, since Samuel had been tortured last. It was strange that they had left him alone this long. It wasn't unheard of, but so rare...right. His stomach rolled and tears streamed freely. Asmodeus had fed him blood again. He could feel the corruption swirling like a vicious predator about to strike. So he closed his eyes and he prayed, hard.