Raphael had thought Samandriel would be one of the first to arrive, so he hadn't been surprised when the young angel arrived. But when their Grace had failed, it had been chaos for Raphael, the failure of his Grace plunging him into dark, and he'd fallen behind.
And luckily returned with a flashlight, that he wielded in his left hand, using it both to see and to usher the others, while sticking as close to Michael as he could - but he'd calmed (slightly) in time moving to shelter the others between him and the remaining (powerless) archangels, when Samandriel had taken up at his side. Every now and then he catches his little brother's movements, and eventually reaches over to lay a hand on his shoulder. "It can't be that much further to walk."
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And luckily returned with a flashlight, that he wielded in his left hand, using it both to see and to usher the others, while sticking as close to Michael as he could - but he'd calmed (slightly) in time moving to shelter the others between him and the remaining (powerless) archangels, when Samandriel had taken up at his side. Every now and then he catches his little brother's movements, and eventually reaches over to lay a hand on his shoulder. "It can't be that much further to walk."