Sam was growing increasingly uneasy. The food was forgotten for now, having walked back towards Milo and Ryan until he was standing by Milo. He needed his calming presence. "Dimitraeus...Asmodeus mentioned him a few times. Said he wouldn't bother trying to break me..." He shuddered involuntarily and clutched his rosary once more, the pure energy helping to calm him further. He could do this. "It's him. Isael. I'm not surprised he's a demon now. Michael would have deemed death too kind an act after what he did." Sam frowned when he mentioned the vial of blood. "What could you possibly need his help for?" Sam's eyes widened. "Unless...unless he knows that I escaped and might send Asmodeus after us? After me?" Fear wrapped around him like a cloak, choking him. He felt the start of a panic attack coming on and fumbled to reach for Milo.<br/><br/>Jared came in moments later, sensing the discomfort and foul air brought on by the vial of blood in Ryan's hand. He frowned. "Is everything alright? Samuel? You look frightened. What happened?" His hand went to the pommel of his sword, though invisible to human eyes, it was always on him since he wasn't yet powerful to outright summon it on command. He guarded this church when Milo was preoccupied, and well, just as needed all around. "What do you have there? I don't like the aura coming off of it." Sam pressed his lips together. "It's the blood of the demon that used to be an arch angel. He betrayed me, and for some reason approached Ryan about advice for something. I don't trust this either. What should we do Milo?"<br/><br/>He didn't like the idea of summoning Dimitraeus, but if there was some underlying reason they should be prepared. "What if he created Luke?" he whispered.