Clary fell to her knees in utter disbelief. The words that Raziel had spoken seem to pass right through her; hands through an incorporeal ghost. She sniffled, wiping at her eyes, and the came away wet. She hadn´t even realized that she was crying, but she was, much to her dismay.
It felt like an eternity before she was able to speak words once more.
¨Why?¨ she said, an edge of sadness to her voice.
The hundreds of eyes in Raziel´s wings blinked. ¨I am truly sorry Clarissa Morgenstern.¨ ¨I am unable to reach into the demonic land in which your Jace now treads.¨ ¨I do not say this to upset you, but his soul has split from his tangible body, and has been sent to the realm of the foul demon, Lilith; I believe the realm is called Edom by the ranks of the Nephilim.¨ ¨If there was something I could do, believe me, I would grant it as your one wish¨
¨Liar!¨ she snapped back in his face. ¨You don´t care about our people!¨ ¨You´re heartless, just like the Iron Sisters and the Silent Brothers!¨ ¨You can´t even be bothered to commune with ¨petty mortals!¨
Raziel let out an annoyed sigh. ¨Clarissa, this grows tiresome. Make your wish and get a move on.¨
¨Fine. My wish is to kill you¨ Her voice was rising, fast, and she struggled to lower it once again.
Raziel let out a deep, bellowing laugh. ¨Honestly, Clarissa?¨ ¨You wish me dead because your emotions are clouding your judgement.¨ ¨Think again, clear your mind, but quickly, or I will depart back up to heaven.¨
¨I find it amusing that you find this all a joke.¨ Clary said, coldly ¨ l´m serious. I want you dead. She awkwardly got to her feet and drew her weapon. ¨Fight me, Raziel, fight me.¨