Arron tried desperately to avoid any violence, but sadly tonight he had no choice. Demons were attacking the innocent people that lived near him and he couldn't sit by and ignore it. He felt a little sick as he went outside and advanced into the night to stop the chaos. And this is how he found himself later on, cornered by demons with little grace to help him. He had strained it too much in the past month. He took a little bit of a beating and when he saw more of them coming he used what grace he had to zap himself to one place he knew he would be safe. A friend's home. Instead though, because he was injured and not thinking clearly, he ended up on someone's floor bloody and knocked out. ------
The archangel moved, starting to wake up and groaned softly. His eyes slowly opened and he looked around. " H-Hello? ...." He called out, realizing that this was not his friend's home.