Zaeroses heard a voice that brought forth some slight level of recognition into his mind, though he couldn't quite place it, but the pieces were beginning to fall into place. The familiar tingle over his flesh hit him at the same time that he realized that there were demons about, and a few of them were incredibly powerful at that. He listened at the one voice who was speaking said that the angel was to left behind, while the others were taken away, and recoiled when he felt someone touching his wing. Zaeroses tried to rise to his feet again, though the club fell over his back once more. He ignored the pain, refusing to go down, and pushing himself further up, straightening his back out.<br/><br/>"What manner of game is thi-" He began. The wind was knocked out of him though, as this time he was struck just over the navel. He fell to one knee, and was then struck in the back again.<br/><br/>The angel could feel that several of his ribs had been broken, though he wasn't sure if it was the first or second blow that had done so. Already, however, he could feel the bones knitting back together, and the pain turning into a pleasant warmth as his body healed itself at its supernaturally fast pace.