As a model of conduct for all Angels, Michael did not get angry even when they spoke ill of him to his face. He merely stared calmly at the sky, maintaining his vigilant stance.
"Dream of a Thousand Cats, you have gotten too close to humans. That is not good either."
He had found fault with Kitty as well. Dream's abilities were obviously too dangerous for humans, even if that human was Deathstroke.
"Stop meddling in my business and focus on the enemy, you fallen Angel." Kitty's tail made a circle in the air, leaving a fiery afterimage behind. Curling her little mouth, she said, "After all, I'm not the one who had a child with a human, meow."
Though The Void and The Source might have interfered behind the scenes, Michael had entered the human world, slept with a human woman, and fathered Elaine. That was an indisputable fact.
If not for him, Old Man God's position might still have been as secure as ever today.
"Woohoo! Taking off! Hey, flying!"
Hearing that, Deadpool began to wax poetic. He turned to look at the empty space beside him.
"One sentence from Kitty absolutely sank this Archangel, see that, guys? After hanging around with me for a while, Dream of a Thousand Cats' speaking skills have improved tremendously. Hey, that's taking off. Let me think, should I start selling courses?"
Just as he said, Kitty had sunk Michael with a single sentence. The handsome, dashing blond Angel's face had turned red, clearly overwhelmed with shame.
He had always held himself to strict standards. He did not know whether something had clouded his mind back then, but it had happened, and there was no room for excuses.
"All right, Mimi, stop teasing Michael. A serious man like him does not understand