"The magic. It's all around you." Fire, ash... pain. That would be Lucifer, most likely. She was one who didn't believe in rebellion against God, but she would admit that the one Lucifer - not the nightclub one - was bad news. She didn't like him and he made her hackles stand on end. "And it's all over the house. All of them have the same... taste I guess is the best way to put it. Differences are there, but I can tell that they're all connected."

She snorted. "And I've had personal experience with Gabriel's magic, which makes me a bit more aware of it."

She ignored the stick which seemed to almost pulsate. If nothing else, she had to keep that thing away from the Angels. Hard to do when it kept following her around.