Our Finest Hour

Bael found his comrade's incessant questions to be very annoying at this point. Barbas continued "Forgive me, sir, but honestly are you sure you are not doubting the Human race just a bit?" Bael smirked without looking at him "Don't go weak on me now, Barbas. This is our finest hour. Humanity will be crushed under our heel like sand." Barbas got in his way, a daring move, and proclaimed "Do not doubt the power of the Human spirit! They may be weak but they are clever." Bael sighed and looked up at him "I have something to combat such a force." Barbas laughed out loud at this bold statement "Oh really? What is it then? More Hell-Hunters? What possible weapon could be more powerful than morality?" Bael smirked "The greatest weapon in the world is one you would only need to fire once. I've been firing the same weapon over and over again for the past 1,000 years. Clearly, it is not the greatest. However, on that note, who ever said the greatest weapon in the world was also the most efficient? Hell will rape Earth and turn it into it's slave, as it will with every other plane of existance there is. I will own everything." At this, he shoved past Barbas, ignoring any more imputent questions he could offer. It has begun.

Cardinals' Headquarters, Hell-Hunter Apartment Section
The Hell-Hunters met in Nori's room to discuss plans on what to do. When Sadow heard the news from Greed everything was turned upside down. "They're attacking in a matter of hours, we need to think of something quick."