In return his hand snapped out to go around Uriel's throat. His eyes filled with hellfire and the smell of sulfur got thicker in the air. "Temper, temper brother. You know what they say about that wrath of yours." He snarled then, "and they are nothing but filth and bones. We stood above them and He made us bow to them. Us! The first children, subservient to a race of clay." He growled, "they are the entire reason I was forced out of Heaven, and eternity alone won't be enough to punish them. So I'll find your precious Eve, and I'll make her suffer until she's nothing more then the little clay thing she was first made and remembers her place. All because of you, brother. Some guardian you are."