Plague Knight grinned beneath his helmet, as a rift in space opened before them.
“Come, let me show you something.” He said to Toxin, motioning to the portal.
“Oh, and bring the entire organization will you?”
Bruce lay against a pillar, his legs slightly crossed and his arms crossed above his chest. His helmet retracting back into the collar, exposing his face, as he took a bit of fresh air.
He looked at Mark’s sudden expression and then at Auriel. He found it rather ironic that these Angels were now running the show, when they weren’t that much known nor trusted.
“I’m sorry, but I honestly want to know who’s idea it was to put you here in charge.” Bruce spoke over Auriel to get her and the other angels’ attention.
“I don’t remember seeing you or Mister Bling Bling over there…” He points with his right-handed index finger at Michael. “-In the Invasion that occurred, which ended with us losing the battle and pretty made us not even exist.”
He pushed himself off the pillar and walked towards the angels. “Now you are here to act all high and mighty. But when we needed you most, you weren’t there!” He pokes Auriel’s chest with his right-handed index finger.
Auriel saw that Bruce was scared of the Xir’algath, especially Taghiat who he had fought and lost against which in the end almost costed his life.
"If they are so powerful, then why in the hell would we need you if you alone were not capable of defeating said Xir’algath together with Taghiat!” He rose his voice at them, he looked tired and emotionally exhausted.
Michael sighed, noticing that Bruce was obviously upset.
“Jonathan Bruce Morgan- that is your name, yes?” He said as hovered toward Bruce.
“Of course we wanted to help, but…we couldn’t be there. We were unable to personally intervene despite how much we wanted to. We were the ones who sent Magnus to Earth, and we did that because we did want to help.”
Bruce scoffed. “Oh, don’t you give me that crap!” He looked at Michael. “Whoever Magnus was, he hadn’t accomplished his mission and failed.” He said. “Hence why he is not with us among the living.” He gestured with his hands.
“Mr. Morgan, I think you should rest. You look quite exhausted…” Connor said as he walked towards him and placed a hand on his right shoulder.
Bruce snapped his head at Connor. “Williams, this is the part where the adults are talking.” He said with a snappy voice at him, gesturing with his finger between him and Michael.
Connor audibly gulped and said nothing, Bruce was too upset to be reasoned with. He didn’t blame him but he should stop taking the weight on his shoulders alone. He withdrew his hand away from him and walked back in his corner.
Michael was about to speak again, but Raphael suddenly turned to him and stopped him.
“Hang on. I work better with mortals than you…” he said as he tried to make an attempt to connect with Bruce.
“Look, Bruce, we angels may be very powerful beings, but that does not mean we are invincible. Even gods have their weaknesses and limitations.” He said, thinking back on his own experiences.
“But the same also holds true for The Xir’algath. And we can defeat them by exploiting that. But we cannot stop them if we refuse to cooperate and formulate a plan. All of us.” Declared Raphael, as he looked around the room at everyone.
Bruce rose an eyebrow he looked at Raphael as if he was treating him like a joke, as he briefly chuckled because he found it mildly amusing.
“Am I a joke to you?” He asked as he pointed with his finger towards his own face. "The Xir’algath are powerful…we had our butts handed to us…Taghiat almost killed me and we lost Earth…but somehow we got it back…which no one here appears to tell me how.” He gestures with his hands at everyone.
“Plus if you know their weaknesses, then why don’t you enlighten us about them huh?” He asked as he crossed his arms above his chest again. “Because I want to know how to kill them, or next time I won’t be lucky to see my children again!”
“Do you know how The Multiverse was restored and The Xir’algath were stopped? It was because we helped to accomplish that!” Michael said.
“And it was only because we gave Mark and other heroes the right weapons and knowledge to stop them.”
Raphael hovered down to the ground.
“-and that’s why we are here again now.” He said to everyone.
“…The Prophecy of Blades is being fufilled.”