With Dimitri threatening Ryan, even if Milo knew that the insistence that Kane would bring his death, he had to get one point right with the rambling demon. “I didn’t tell us clearly why you were there. Just that you asked for advice. At least give him the credit for giving you more privacy than you deserve by far.” Maybe it had been a bad call to make the summons when he had, all things considered his emotions were already on the edge as they had seen in the kitchen and being antagonized by one of the men responsible for so much hurt in Sam. There was a point in his mocking tone where the archeangel had enough. These days it was a dangerous thing to kill anyone in the upper ranks or even maim them since the truce between Heaven and Hell always rested on eggshells.<br/><br/>Smallest crimes could be forgiven but what Milo was about to do might not be, yet the angel couldn’t take it anymore. His massive battle wings spread out and the energy coming off of them was blinding for most. He extracted the sword pulling it from his back like he pulled it from the core of his aura and before Dimitri could produce any more mocking laughter he shoved the blade all the way down his throat ripping up and burning all the things in its way. The more unbelievable thing about it was that his face moved, it twisted in disgust as he scowled the creature he fully intended on banishing. “It wasn’t even a small taste. Having your wings ripped day after day with vile poison shoved down your throat so much you can’t even speak or pray for death, bond in every way possible with new forms of torture as you get raped at the whim of your captor as all they do is spend their time finding new ways to inflict pain to torment on your body and mind. So that you never feel safe, you feel nothing but terror as they try to rip away the last bit of hope from you so instead you go mad in a small dark cold room like you are being buried alive. THAT would be a small taste as you endure for 100s of years with no end in sight you filth, disgusting creature.” He hissed as pure rage radiated off him as he pulled the blade out and drove it all the way through Dimitri’s chest planning to gut him in full and finally cleanse this plane of his evil.