Corvâ€™s mouth seemed to drop  as the bell on the door dinged which meant a customer had entered. At least he had thought it was a regular customer until his eyes landed on one of Godâ€™s warriors. None other than an Angel. She was radiant clearly showing that she had never touched earth before. He had to grab the customer that he had just served by the shoulderâ€™s to keep him from attacking the poor girl. He considered her innocent that is until she sliced ten demons without even second thinking where she was.<br/><br/>Since he was a Fallen he knew just how stupid it was to do what that angel had just done. He was no savior, nor was no evil man. He chose to rebelâ€¦but chose not to get involved with the demon war. It was a smart choice and one that he never regretted it was what kept him alive in matters like these. Though because he is the bartender it is expected that he handle the situation. In fact, his scythe was often placed underneath the bar just in case events like these happened.<br/><br/>His hands quickly reached underneath the counter and pulled his scythe out form the counter. The scythe was long with a blue blade in the shape of a heart at the end of it. He leaped onto the counter making himself the center of attention, and pointed the scythe right at the angel. "Thy being of heaven has committed  an act of treason against a pact that was made between demons, and fallen, and even angels. It is a pact made only for this place. " He paused laughing. "If you being of heaven shall lay waste your weapon and sheathâ€¦you will find it rather safeâ€¦and anywho they owed the bar moneyâ€¦so it kinda  makes it less work on me anyways." Corv laughed sheepishly running a hand through his blue hair. The scythe seemed to be a rather decent distraction to the demons as they stopped and sat back down in their chairs calmly. These demons knew not to fuck with Corv. Corv was like a God here, and he dealt punishments to demons with a forsaken god weapon. A weapon that still has the grace of godâ€™s approval even if Corv himself does not.<br/><br/>He watched as the blood that the angelâ€™s spilled got cleaned up by one of their waitresses. It wasnâ€™t terribly unusual that blood should be shed in the Pit. It was normal however the shed of blood coming from an angel was even rarer. Especially , one that still has the radiating light from God.  He winced no matter what it seemed she was an angel in the same category he use to be. Though she wasnâ€™t a Chasity angel , she was still a warrior. No matter how much he wanted to think her innocent. He took not a step off the counter, and waited to see if the angel registered that he had  just saved her.