Rafael thoroughly enjoyed watching the spectacle at the convention. He expectantly anticipated the ball, the following evening with glee. It would be a fun filled event, to say the least. But fun was only a side bar. The man upstairs had given him permission to drop the<span style="font-style: italic">Love</span>and assume the mantle of a true Arch Angel. Although, Rafael was a healer, he still has other abilities. A vision had been placed in Rafael's head that something tragic was about to transpire with the<span style="font-style: italic">chosen one.</span>He would have to intervene.<br/><br/>He spied several of the minor demons leaving the room. A few chatting up in corridors or stepping outside to infest their lungs with smoke fumes. Rafael entered the latrine, stepped insid the closed commode and entered the ethereal plane.<br/><br/>The brown leather trench coat was gone, the white shirt, black tie, tan slacks and black boots were no more. Even the short cropped high and tight hair cut was replaced with his longer beautiful blonde hair. He allowed his downy white feathered wings to expand and he fluffed them as he strode forward. The gold trimmed chrome steel hauberk with gold spaulders hugged his chest. Silken white robes spilled out of the creases of his armor. His arms, covered in silver and gold bracers and gauntlets, a simple gold and silver strap surrounded his head like a crown signifying his place in heaven and a matching pair of greaves covers his legs and feet. Today, he carried the sword of his brother Michael instead of his silver and gold staff. The staff would be available when needed, but was for use in healing and the sword was there to fight the minions of the dark lord.<br/><br/>From the ethereal plane, Rafael paid attention to the subjects at the Hotel Schiffmeister. He could not interact with them yet, but could listen to them. He tired of the conversation with the Advocate, herr Drechsler and the two demons Asmodeus and Kai. He knew they were merely pawns in a much larger game of cat and mouse. Rafael was more concerned with Madamoiselle Devereaux. She was the one he was concerned with most. He felt that her life was in danger and needed the most attention.<br/><br/>When he arrived at her room in the hotel, it was too late.<span style="font-style: italic">“I can’t have that, now. He is a very, very strong demon and I wouldn’t want you to get hurt or influence him against ‘the plan’”.</span>The demon he had just this evening learned about named Darcy Krohs spoke.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Darcy?” Madamoiselle Devereaux asked, wiping her eyes and squinting. “What are you doing in my room?”</span><br/><br/>From some unforseen plane a hand reached out behind Isolde, covered her mouth and Isolde succumbed to sleep. The Demon Witch, Darcy traced a spiral in the air, wider and wider until light flickered in  several hundred bright lights or specks and engulfed both Isolde and Darcy. The air flickered and sparked, popped and arced and within seconds, the two were gone. There was no indication as to where they went or what plane the demon witch was on. Rafael assumed it was the underworld.  Rafael had drawn his brother's sword and attempted to intervene, but he was too late. The first thing Rafael thought of was contacting Erlind. He felt the demon was his best chance of recovering Isolde since she was valuable to him.<br/><br/>Rafael returned to the ethereal plane, located Asmodai and instantly arrived at his location dressed in his Hungarian Gestapo disquise. "EntschuldigenSie bitte, herr Oberstleutnant Köhler. Ich heisse Gestapo Kriminalrat Rafael Halasz. Ich habe etwas Dringendes zu besprechen mit Ihnen , wenn Sie bitte." [Tr.: Excuse me please, Lieutenant Colonel Köhler. My name is Gestapo Inspector Rafael Halsz. I have something urgent to discuss with you, if you please.] Rafael motioned the Wehrmacht officer, whom he also knew as Admodeus, a demon he banished into oblivion once almost 2,000 years ago. " Bitte vertrauen Sie mir . Ich komme zu euch mit tollen Nachrichten." [Tr.: Please trust me. I have terrific news.] Rafael motioned for Erlind to leave his companions and take a walk with him.