Seraph left the others in the room and walked down the hallway. There was no way Yoh was going to walk away that easily. With her new ears, he wasn't hard to find; she could hear him halfway down the corridor. She walked into his office without so much as a knock and stood in front of his desk. She looked downright dangerous, glaring at him with her sharp, faceted eyes, her wings outstretched to their full length, and her taloned hands extended to him slightly. Seraph bared her fangs, feeling something of a Dragon stirring inside her.
"I don't care what you say," she hissed. "We are weapons. You don't have to take away our free will to make us tools of your private war. And yes, I heard that, no thanks to you," she added, touching her ears lightly before continuing. "You lied to us. You never said anything about getting wings or tails or claws. You just assumed that it would be okay with us, you presumptous jerk. Look at me! I'm not even human anymore! Next time, give yourself scales instead of taking away someone else's life."