Damien sighed, fiddling with his fingers as he sat all alone in the middle of the cemetery. Even his anger was already getting quite much to the spirit in him, so he went there to calm down. The quiet was nice and all…until the familiar essence of an angel hit him. He had met a few of them before, so he was aware of how their spirits felt - but then again, most of those angels have fallen. Could this be another one?