Drake: a demon and I don't appreciate you discriminating against us because I haven't chosen a side in your little war that I was born into
(Im gonna tryto talk) Ben-sharpens my scythe- Does little angels wont see another cloud after they meet me...
Rory: *dress turns black* Hello! I am an Angel! And Leader of this whole army! Normally I wouldn't take that tone! But since I said something bad about you, it is fine, for now. Now, if you will excuse me... *flies above and dress turns white again*