Sonao felt it. Stopping and holding his chest. Paling a bit. "Dyna!" He cries out softly. Then he felt the next angel's death. "Myra!" he fell backwards a bit. What was going on? Why were his angel friends dying? No mortal could kill them. As he walked his hand flew to his chest. "Neo!" He sent a message to his father. Telling him of the deaths. He then sensed it...they were sent to hell. His eyes widen. "How did they get sent to the land down under? For that matter...who or what has killed my angel friends?" He shakes his head. His head was hurting. He about fell. Making it to the inn after the demon made it back there. Stumbling into his room. Closing the door and passes out. He slipped out early the next morning. Covering much ground. Bringing many humans to faith. To leave behind a life of sin. This was the town of the holy land. He was just the messenger of god. Performing a few "miracles" or acts of god and healing a bunch of people aided him in his cause. He headed past the inn. Starting to do more miracle work and acts of god. Saving the life of many. Purifying the ill. Saving the crops of the nearby farmlands. He even had permission to give the land rain. Which he proceeded to do. Felano's senses should be going off the charts with the holy energy and purity filling the town. To think...it was only mid day. He had to cover the whole holy city by himself. He was partily using as much holy aura and energy. Hoping to draw out the being of evil. While accomplishing feats no man should be able to do.