He's made the mistake of giving me the chance, after all."You have one chance to switch sides, Azazel, and to make amends for backing my enemy. If you... don't, then I will indeed cut you off, the only way I can. Maurice, Lilith, just get to safety. I have a God to kill!" the mighty Prince sternly commanded his descendents."If you're so great, Belial, how come you're not El Shaddai again? Could it be that your side is losing both Gods and angels by the dozens? I don't fear you and your. "Yes..." Nemi replied, giving away nothing until she knew why they were there."Where have you been?" the woman asked, unsuccessfully trying to hide her impatience."Out," Nemi replied flatly."Where?" What business is that of yours?" Nemi asked, keeping any note of challenge out of her tone.It didn't work, and the other woman noticeably stiffened at her words. The man, though, remained alert but... amused?"You know who we are?" the woman continued to ask, her tone suggesting she thought Nemi. Now, you might think than this was foolhardy in the extreme. And so would I, had I not received that unconventional training from Uncle Mike.The summer before, shortly after the incident with the baseball bat, he was watching a boxing match on the TV when I came home from one of my nocturnal ramblings at the basketball courts of a nearby park.He was hunched in a chair, sipping on a beer and scowling as the pugilists on the screen clutched and held and generally avoided doing much. We didn't stop too often, so there were hardly any passengers around me.The carriage was totally empty by time it pulled into the next station, and two guys got on. One was about 24, the other nearer 44, and despite the emptiness of the train, the older guys sat beside me.He started reading his book, but stopped and asked me if I had read it, to which I replied no.Occasionally he would look towards where the younger man was sitting, then at me, and then he would try to discretely re-arrange the.