"I don't," she took a deep breath, trying to settle the fear, "but the demons claim to have created my kind," she replied, "And the Archangel once said that I was responsible for the death of someone named Meira. But..." She shook her head and laughed, but the laugh was more nervous than joyful, "This is all ridiculous. White pelts, angels, demons..." Except it wasn't, it made sense and that was terrifying.