Raphael downed the last of his chocolate, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach. Surely the world couldn't end yet! But then, if Michael didnt end the world, humans would destroy themselves anyway. It was their nature, after all.

"I'm afraid its inevitable no matter what happens or who brings it," he sighed, shaking his head. "Humans are destructive by nature. No matter how we try to help them they will always find a way to end it all." There was an underlying bitterness to his tone, something uncharacteristically cold to his normally warm and gentle eyes.