“Do you have the faith that God will save you?”
“If an angel has come then I have a good chance, but. . .”
“And what is the but?”
“Why would God helpme?”
“Why would he not?”
“I was told that. . .only a fallen angel could have the possibility of being redeemed. And that would depend on many circumstances. Anything the Lord created that was good but fell has a chance. But demon entities that were made by the fallen angels could never. . .”
Raphael laughed again. This time the sound was a choir of giggling girls.
I widened my eyes. “What is funny now?”
“Who told you this?”
“Lilith.”
“And you think she would be honest?”
I touched my chest. “Then. . .I can be saved? A demon?”
Raphael flew closer to me. Only a few inches ran between us. “Conversion requires a radical change of mind. Can malevolent deities regret their evil deeds and embark on a life of good?”
My bottom lip quivered. “Yes.”
“Would you be willing to serve God? Would you stand on our side when the Holy War comes?”
“T-that’s a possibility?”
“Will you, demon?”
“Yes. Yes.”
He rose higher in the air. “You must understand that serving God is not the same as serving Lucifer and Lilith.”
I raised my view to him. “What do I need to do?”
“Have faith.”
“But. . .will you break me out of here and give me a way to protect Fatou. I will also need—?”
Raphael laughed. This time the sound represented tons of men howling with joy.
I blinked. “What is funny now?”
“It is not whatyouneed or want. It is what God wants.”
“What does God want?”
“Your faith.”
“Here.” I touched all over my chest. “Take it. Wherever it is. Grab it and then break me out of here.”
“Have faith, demon. Then God will bless you. However, I will give you this for now.” Raphael pointed behind me.
“What?” I turned around.