Hamael stared down at her broken hammer, before looking back up at the blacksmith and speaking.
"Before, I had wielded a hammer. It was a blunt instrument, capable of smashing and crushing anything in its way. But now I realize, that is not the only solution; for my hammer was also dull because of its bluntness. And so, I request that the other side of Skullbreaker not be the head of a hammer, but rather the blade of an axe. So that my mind may be sharper, and I can both crush and hack my enemies all the same."
With that, Hamael handed her weapon to the blacksmith, along with the shards of the shattered side of the hammer so that they could be melted back down.
Michael grinned, flapping his wings as he playfully gave chase to Gabriel. For a moment, he was taken back, back to the old days when all the angels were still young. Back when Michael did not have to worry about his responsibilities over The Council of Life as The Grand Seraphim's son. Those were much simpler, happier times.
Auriel hesitated for a moment, before saying what she wanted to.
"You had asked me why I was worried for your safety. Well, it was because I...I...I love you..." she blushed beneath her hood, although Cassiel would he unable to see it.
Errapel and Raphael were both astounded, but moreso was Raphael.
"My, you really are talented Ryen. Even most angels would require several mortal lifetimes to have such a degree of mastery over the healing arts."