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<br/>​</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bfbfbf">When Lucifer's dark horde made their appearance, Kais already predicted that his brother by proxy would try to catch him off guard by sending his goons to eradicate him at his most vulnerable moment. They were aware of his weakness for humans, and now that they knew about Isaiah, Kais wasn't taking any prisoners or blow smoke signals back to the fiery bastard he refused to kneel down and blindly adore. His flagrant display of recalcitrance and the destruction of his minions sent a clear message back of which side he was on, and it was his own. Kais' desire to actively participate in the sexual Olympics that he'd initiated, hadn't waned at all, they would be safe for a while from Lucifer's mind fuckery.<br/>
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Kais still was pumped full of adrenalin, and ready, willing and able to decimate any additional demons in case that interfered with any further plans for the evening. He was in prime condition to battle anything that came through the portal. It would take multiple legions not just one to end him. Kais immediately disposed of the remains of the three i<i>wannabekingofhell </i>asshats that were vaporized in his nuclear storm. When Kais noticed the open portal left behind in his bedroom, he decided to do a little damage control.<br/>
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<b>"Such pompous asses!</b><i> Gå til helvete!"</i> he griped angrily, generating a small fraction of energy that glowed like a drop of milky essence from the tip of his finger.<br/>
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Kais had a<i> good side</i> and he had a very <i>naughty side.</i><br/>
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For the first time in recorded history, he was allowing a human to witness him uncloaked. His tanned flesh was satiny yet lustrous, because his Creator never removed his angelic essence. After the human situation had gone south in Eden, he'd been tortured. The scourge marks remained hidden, because he was ashamed of the what marred his perfection. Since Kais had not yet returned his weaponry to angelic storage, but had already retracted two pairs of prominent wings which seemed to disintegrate completely under the feathery carapace of his <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.deviantart.com%2Fart%2Fangel-armor-336842300&amp;hash=7e206a8f68f095c6b61d4fd7ddac4d4a" href="http://www.deviantart.com/art/angel-armor-336842300" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">angelic armor.</a> Kais had his <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fpinshape.com%2Fblog%2Fwp-content%2Fuploads%2F2016%2F03%2Fangel-blade.jpg&amp;hash=d927e5d7055ede69edec9eb932e144ee" href="https://pinshape.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/angel-blade.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">angel blade</a> sheathed already, but his <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.deviantart.com%2Fart%2FSword-307763092&amp;hash=69afb9552d5cc7aab9eb42fccf0f24e0" href="http://www.deviantart.com/art/Sword-307763092" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">angelic sword</a> gave the blonde Grigori an otherworldly appearance that made the notions of his being remotely human, utterly ridiculous.<br/>
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Fully clad in angelic armor, the sword in his grasp was sheathed in the scabbard attached to the leather sash around his hips, and it was exchanged for the dagger like angel blade. The Holy sigils etched into it were transluminant and producing their own subdued, milky light.<br/>
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Detecting motion behind him, Kais felt the anxiety in Isaiah's voice and his head tilted to the sound of his questions. It was always the questions that became the reason why he loved humans the way he did. He patiently began to spin the dust of the horde and into a miniature whirlwind, then flung it in the direction of the portal. His withering gaze as the wind cleaned the flooring in Isaiah's bedroom had the words g<i>ood riddance</i> written all over it. The breeze gradually died down, and Kais turned to gaze at Isaiah. It was all fun and games until someone got hurt, and fortunately it wasn't the human that he claimed as his.<br/>
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Yes. Kais had claimed Isaiah<i> as <b>his.</b></i><br/>
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<b>"Hell? Well for one, it is this portal that some satanic miscreant placed in your apartment," </b>he extended his right arm holding the angel blade in the direction of the door, which lit up around the edges like a elven door in one of the J.R. Tolkien movies for Isaiah to see.<br/>
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He continued.<b> "Ouija boards bring bad things in, and then I have to get rid of the shit. Unless you actually wanted to be bent over by multiple demonic entities and banged like a screen door in a hurricane ? If not, I am sealing this portal</b><i> kjæreste<b>. Right now,</b>" </i>Kais informed him.<br/>
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In all honesty, that was what would have happened had he not been present, but he still had to answer his second question.<b> "They wanted a turn, except that they wanted to kill me, and fuck your empty skull. Your visitors were demons, Isaiah, and they were here to make </b><i><b>me</b></i><b> submit to my brother's majesty, or die trying to prevent his ilk from robbing humans of their souls. I am not human, but my vessel is."</b><br/>
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<b>"I am the chief of the Watchers. I was once the leader of the Sons of God. I failed then, but ...I can't fail--I won't fail this time. My name was Gadre'el, but it was taken from me when I was imprisoned. I was one of the first angels God made, but I fell from his grace. Now what I offer you<i> human</i>, is what I have always done. I protect and watch. I'd rather not bore you with stories you don't believe in or yet understand, Isaiah."</b> he sighed, staring at the yawning abyss that loomed far beyond the portal.<br/>
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He went about his duty to protect what was his, golden flesh forming tiny glowing pixels of light energy that merged over it, traveling through him and into the angel blade that he resumed pointing at the portal entry. Kais spoke with authority, in a language that was not Hebrew, Aramaic, English or Norwegian. <b>"I generate my Divine light to seal this portal and consecrate this home from those who reside in the darkness. May this weapon immolate all those who wish Isaiah harm so that they never succeed in fulfilling their evil purpose in this earthly realm. So may it be until my service here comes to completion."</b><br/>
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The strange dialect wasn't even Latin, which was considered a dead language. <br/>
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<i>It was Enochian, the language of the Iyrin, the Grigori.</i><br/>
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The light that projected itself onto the doorway was hot and it fused the doorway, an effective barrier to prevent other malicious beings from coming and going into Isaiah's home. Only when the deed was done, did Kais return to Isaiah's side.<b> "But, should you care for more mouth action, I'll be over here waiting for you in your bed. Or if you wish me to leave you alone I can also do that if you ...really want me to,"</b> he politely offered.<br/>
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But of course, Kais was just as addicted and leaving Isaiah alone wasn't an option he'd agree to anymore.<br/>
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