"Death is entropy," retorts Rashad. "Peace is synonymous with Order. How can there be peace without Order?"

That he has never known peace and that there is no true Order outside of Heaven makes no difference. The fight for Order has been eternal, but it has been eternally in earnest. "In this world, it might have been possible for a real angel to set things to rights," he growls. "And yet you begrudge my regaining even the slightest aspect of what I should be!"