Thread:The Purpur Man/@comment-26173711-20190910172647/@comment-35455126-20190914203222

After a short time thinking, Israfil then cleared his throat. “Now, the 22 members of the Righteous Squad are:”

“Lucifer, our glorious leader and the most powerful among us all.”

“Oh, you flatter me.” Lucifer said politely.

“Followed by second-in-command, Samael and direct subordinate.”

“Yeeessss....” Samael said.

“Then we have our illusionist, Ariel.”

Ariel said nothing.

“And then of course there is our assassin Azrael, who’s recent work has been splendid! But then of course, she has always never been one to disappoint.”

Azrael giggles.

“And here we also have the savage Barachiel, who might as well be a rabid dog considering his animalistic behavior.”

Barachiel snarls.

A golden knight with a flaming axe and angelic wings then landed.

“Ah, and this is Camael, our most trusted aerial warrior. Say hello, Camael.”

“Greetings, my liege.” Camael knees before the hooded woman.

“HEY! WHAT ABOUT ME!?” Gabriel said.

“I was just getting to you, Gabriel. Oh by the way, I trust you remember Gabriel, one of our two heavy-hitters. And quite a loudmouth.”

Gabriel waves. “HI!”

A mummy-esque ELOR servant then faded into existence.

“And that there is Haniel, with the unique power to shapeshift into anything he desires.”

“And that guy with a huge hole where his face should be is Raphael, a scorching tank of a man.”

“And of course there is me, Israfil, in all of my greatness. I am the scientist of the team.”

A hulking brute of a man, about the size of The Minister, then stepped forward, clad from head-to-toe in high-tech armor and wielded two huge gauntlets.

“And that big guy is Jegudiel, our biggest member here.”

“And the midget carrying all those explosives is the mad bomber, Maalik.”

“WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MIDGET!?” Maalik shouted.

“And of course, there is my precious killing machine, Metatron. Look at him, isn’t he just the greatest?”

A man with a cowboy outfit and a chainsaw sword on his back then stepped forward.

“And that’s the gunslinger, Michael! Such precision can only be matched by Selaphiel, our sharpshooter.”

“Eyo.” Selaphiel waves.

“How ya doin’ y’all?” Michael said.

“And that petite girl over there is Phanuel, who oversees and controls all of the Righteous Squad’s various methods of transportation. Can also man a wide variety of different war machines.”

“And I also trust you know Ramiel, who’s sword has enough destructive power to pulverize diamonds with a single swipe.”

“And our bard, Raguel, known for his hypnotic songs and weaponized instruments.”

“And Raziel, who has the ability to copy the powers of anyone he fights.”

“And here we also have Ridwan, a mysterious shaman with mastery over all of the elements of nature.”

“And since I have already introduced Selaphiel, let’s move on to the maiden Sariel, who is our healer and buffer.”

“Sandalphon is our heavy artillery, with his giant bow of immense power.”

“And there is Uriel, with his proficiency in wielding incredible eldritch power and psionics.”

“And lastly...” Israfil says as two identical twins with giant hammers step forward. “...we have Zaphkiel and Jophiel, twin brothers who cannot die.”