"Scratched with claws!" Gabe heard Azrael howl before he teleported them to the first place he could think of, anywhere but that fucking castle (which turned out to be a side street in Hawaii).
When the usual teleportation woozy had worn off, Gabe looked up at Raziel. "So," he said, trying to keep his cool. "There's something out there hunting Fallen. Branding them with the symbol for 'poison'." He blinked, realizing something. "Shit. Uzza."