"You have gotten lucky three times," Raphael retorted. "And I would not be so confident if I were you. You attempted to manhandle me; and he had not intervened by the time I fled. How far do you think one has to go before he steps in? Perhaps he judges 'hurt' by a different definition.

Or perhaps, being the anti-Christ and all, he would worry about you more than I. But if that is the case then I do not fear; Michael defeated his father by going all out - if need be, he could surely defeat the son. And I should fight as strongly."

His eyes flashed with anger and he took a step towards the demon, still holding on to Michael.

"You don't respect anybody. You're an insufferable know-it-all who thinks he's a big deal until he's outmatched and must resort to lies and deception. Propriety doesn't work with creatures like you; you're flippant and snide and I wouldn't trust you for a moment without a sword to guard against your deceits and wiles."