Eos narrows her eyes at the creature that has just tossed Orion to her. "You mean to wipe out humanity?" she asks carefully, her voice calm despite the fury she can feel building up inside her. Around them, the battle rages on, angels clashing in an epic struggle for dominance.

Eos glares at the creature that calls itself grey. "So be it," she spits, her voice cold as ice. With a sudden burst of speed, she launches herself towards him, her long silver hair streaming behind her like a banner in battle. Her elegant battle dress shimmers with power as she draws nearer, readying to strike the killing blow. "You shall not destroy humanity," she hisses through clenched teeth.

Gloria was taken aback by Grey's sudden kiss, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt his lips against hers. Heat spread through her body, and a jolt of desire coursed through her veins. She wrapped her arms around him, returning the kiss with equal passion. As they broke apart for air, she whispered, "I... I don't know what to say."

Her heart raced as she looked into Grey's eyes, hope and uncertainty warring on her features. "

"Yes," Gloria whispered, her voice barely audible even to herself. "I will be yours, Grey." She leaned in close, pressing their bodies together as she kissed him again, her lips moving hungrily against his. For the first time in years, hope began to flicker within her chest; a small flame of possibility that maybe, just maybe, they could find a way to be together after all.

Orion narrows his eyes as he feels the presence behind him and spins around swiftly, trying to defend himself against this new threat. His sword arm swings wildly in an attempt to strike the demon, but it is too late; before he can land a single blow, the demon's claws latch onto his shoulders and dig deep into his flesh.

"Agh!" Orion cries out in pain as blood trickles down his shoulders and stains his armor.

Orion grits his teeth, struggling to free himself from the demon's grasp. "I do not kill demons," he says through clenched teeth. "They are beneath my notice." He tries once more to break free and attack the creature before him, but it is no use; the demon's strength far exceeds his own, and each attempt only leaves him feeling weaker and more vulnerable.

In the distance, Eos watches the confrontation with growing concern.

Orion hesitates before answering. "It... It was given to another angel for safekeeping." He pauses again, unsure of what else to say. "I did not want you to have it, Grey. I thought it would be best if someone more responsible held onto it."

Grey's expression darkens further as he listens to Orion's words. "So you gave it away? Just like that?" He takes a step closer to Orion, the air around them growing charged with tension. "

"Grey!" Eos cries out in warning, her eyes widening. "You can't-" But before she can finish, Orion cuts her off with a cold glare. "I understand your anger and desire for vengeance," he says slowly, his voice firm but measured, "but this would be foolish." He pauses for a moment, considering his next words carefully. "Give me until the end of the week to retrieve the sword. If I cannot find it by then, you may take whatever action you see fit."

Orion looks at him with an amused grin. "My apologies, Time. I meant that we must deal with the remaining angels who still threaten your home." He glances around, assessing the situation before continuing. "Perhaps it would be best if you and I worked together to neutralize them while Eos keeps watch from above. That way, we can ensure their surrender without further bloodshed."

Orion raises an eyebrow in surprise, then nods slowly. "Very well," he says with a sigh. "Then let us see about finding Eos some new soldiers." He turns to Eos and inclines his head slightly. "Will you be able to summon more angels from Heaven?"

Orion, one of the leaders of the Heaven faction, feels his heart race as he sees Grey charging toward him. His instincts tell him to flee, but he can't bring himself to abandon his post and leave his comrades unguarded. With a roar that echoes across the battlefield, Orion readies himself for the inevitable clash.

The impact of their collision sends shockwaves through both angels as they slam into each other.

Orion grits his teeth and struggles against Grey's powerful grasp, unsure why the mysterious angel would target him out of all the others. As they wrestle on the ground, Orion begins to form a plan; he must find a way to break free from this unnatural hold and defeat Grey before he can cause any more harm to his faction.