Hearing that Michael wanted to increase the number of 'saints' and allow more angels to descend, Zod rejected it outright without a second thought. "No. I refuse!"
Michael was not surprised by his reaction.
He said calmly, "The Fallen Ones are different from us. We may not love you humans all that deeply, but at the very least, we do not oppose your right to live."
"After all, strictly speaking, you are also creations of our Lord."
"From a certain perspective, we can be considered siblings."
"But the Fallen Ones are different. They hate humanity intensely. That is precisely why they came into conflict with our Lord and embarked upon the path of corruption."
"Once they descend, they will wipe out all humans. They will not leave you even the slightest chance of survival."
Zod refused to yield even an inch. "Even so, we will not sacrifice our own kind in exchange for peace."
"We will never allow the tragedy caused by the Virtues to happen again."
"Freedom Wings is no longer what it used to be!"
Michael quietly watched the commander. After a moment, he nodded and said, "I can swear in our Lord's name that we will not treat believers as expendable commodities. We will grant believers true gospel, and we promise to shelter every believer."
"As long as they chant our Lord's name, they will receive our protection."
"Furthermore, we promise that after descending, the 'saint' will retain his own will. We will not erase it."
"In his daily life, he will be able to act according to his own will."
"Only when facing the Fallen Ones will we take control of the 'saint's' body and use it as a medium to channel our power."
"What do you think? With this arrangement, you should have nothing left