Dradiro giggled at her rant about how no entity controlled her life, oh how wrong she was.  She’d learn in time though, then she brought up Gabiriel.  “Funny you should ask about him, he’s actually on his way here.”  The Umbral smirked.<br/><br/>“I’m letting you get redemption for you pet dog and his outburst.”  Dradiro commented.<br/><br/>He could feel how close the former angel was, the shadows themselves told their master where the next meal for his sword was located at all times.  “Was Gabiriel one of yours?  I’d imagine not, considering he was commanding a flock of Dhampir when I met him.  But do you have any claim to him?”  He asked.<br/><br/>Standing slowly Dradiro’s icy hues were fixed on the door, “As well you shall be performing your first act to prove to me your words.”  His right hand crept underneath his duster, finger tips gently rapping against Astra’s hilt.  “Gabiriel has been sentenced to death,” He smirked again.  “Must make an example out of someone, who better than the former King’s left hand?”<br/><br/>It was a trick question, the doors to the throne room swung open.  One Vampiric guard on each door, two in front of him, two holding the chains that bound him, and two more behind him.  “Gabiriel, so nice of you to join us.”  Mock joy came from the Shadow God.<br/><br/>His fingers wrapped around the hilt of Astra now, ripping her from Stella’s grasp, ‘What in the Nine Hell’s are you doing!?!’  Stella screamed in Dradiro’s head, Dradiro letting the echo slip to Aryel’s mind.<br/><br/>‘He’s obviously feeding me Gabiriel‘s soul dear sister.’  Astra returned.<br/><br/>‘Oh for the love of fucking Bahamut.  You’re gonna draw attention you don’t want.’  Stella grumped.<br/><br/>‘Who’s attention is that, Erebus’s?  That’s the exact attention I want right now.’  Dradiro commented<br/><br/>Gabiriel hadn’t given Dradiro the satisfaction of even a breath til the wingless angel was thrown to the God’s feet.  “To the Hell’s with you Vampire.  You may have become a god, but you’ll be carrion fodder.”  Dradiro twirled Astra at Gabiriel‘s words.<br/><br/>He then held the souba out to Aryel hilt first, “Give me his head.”  He said in a cold commanding tone.