Enel turned slowly, his gaze locking with the approaching figure. His lips moved before he could stop them.
"Uriel."
The name fell from his mouth like a memory finally uncovered.
Uriel halted mid-flight, eyes narrowing as a hint of surprise crossed his otherwise unreadable face.
"You know my name? Interesting… Are you an Entity?"
Enel's jaw clenched. His instinct screamed yes, to stick to the script, to lie.
But as his mouth opened, a force beyond his control wrenched the truth from his tongue.
"I am not an Entity."
His voice rang clear, honest—too honest.
Enel winced. Allison turned toward him sharply, whispering under her breath.
"What are you doing?"
"We have to keep our identity hidden, Enel. You know this."
Her warning came too late.
Uriel's sharp eyes glinted with newfound interest.
"If you're not Entities… then what exactly are you?"
