The demon sneered and said, "Losing power is equivalent to losing life. We've offended so many people while in this position. Do you think they'll let us go once we leave it?"
The angel's wings were no longer pure white, preaching, "John Garner just wants to use someone to kill. If we do this, even if it's a success, we will only be at John Garner's command in the future!"
The demon said coldly, "That's a matter for the future. What we need to do now is to maintain our current position. Only by holding onto our position can we guarantee other possibilities in the future!"
The angel's wings grew darker, "But we don't have anyone we can trust. Do you expect us to do it ourselves?"
The demon said, "The world is never short of desperados. Donnie can't control everyone. As long as we wish, we can always find suitable candidates!"
The angel's wings turned completely black, "How do we find them then?"
