"Well, that's comforting," Erskine muttered. "If the Devil comes after me, at least I have a whole army of angel statues who don't want to hurt me. I feel better already."
It was, of course, better than having a whole army of angel statues who were subverted and wanted to kill him, but details.
"Are you joking?" he asked flatly. "I don't want your castoffs, Solomon. I'm glad you had such an eventful night, but having a kill-switch makes sense beyond Lucifer. Assuming we win that fight, and that's a giant 'assuming,' what if something somewhere down the line makes them turn on us anyway? Centuries from now? I don't want to be left wondering what to do when they're targeting Sanctuary officials and thanks to China, they're completely indestructible."
And there was another conundrum. Like Solomon said, each and every person who worked for them was a threat, solely because they were human, and didn't know what to expect. The rational thing to do would be to warn them. Practically, that would only make things worse; sorcerers were an excitable bunch, and the discovery that Archangels were real... there was no telling what people would do. Lucifer would have himself an army, because he was presumably more powerful than even the Faceless Ones. Anyone who could possibly help against that army would be panicking. And with the magical world in chaos, it wouldn't be long before the rest of the world followed.
"Sanguine isn't affected by wards," Erskine pointed out. "Doesn't matter how good we make them, he'll still get through. Do you think if the Devil paid him enough, he'd work for him?"
Erskine's tone was lighthearted, but his face betrayed that he was anything but.
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It was, of course, better than having a whole army of angel statues who were subverted and wanted to kill him, but details.
"Are you joking?" he asked flatly. "I don't want your castoffs, Solomon. I'm glad you had such an eventful night, but having a kill-switch makes sense beyond Lucifer. Assuming we win that fight, and that's a giant 'assuming,' what if something somewhere down the line makes them turn on us anyway? Centuries from now? I don't want to be left wondering what to do when they're targeting Sanctuary officials and thanks to China, they're completely indestructible."
And there was another conundrum. Like Solomon said, each and every person who worked for them was a threat, solely because they were human, and didn't know what to expect. The rational thing to do would be to warn them. Practically, that would only make things worse; sorcerers were an excitable bunch, and the discovery that Archangels were real... there was no telling what people would do. Lucifer would have himself an army, because he was presumably more powerful than even the Faceless Ones. Anyone who could possibly help against that army would be panicking. And with the magical world in chaos, it wouldn't be long before the rest of the world followed.
"Sanguine isn't affected by wards," Erskine pointed out. "Doesn't matter how good we make them, he'll still get through. Do you think if the Devil paid him enough, he'd work for him?"
Erskine's tone was lighthearted, but his face betrayed that he was anything but.