"I'm unharmed," Uriel said, offering his brother a smile as Zadkiel knelt next to him. He grimaced in distaste at the scene Raphael painted, glad that he had missed it. He did not want to see his brother that way.
"And yes, let's leave as soon as we can," he said, glancing over at the town in the distance. "I'd prefer not to be here any longer than we have to be."