Sense Of Intimidation
Before the two nigh-omnipotent entities of primordial existence, the dark cloud and the divine light, were Samael, Mashbir, Kezef, Hasmed, Haron, and Peor. The Darkness and God shared their divergent thoughts on these six Dark Archangels, including the single most powerful archangel in existence.
For the more feminine of the two entities, no sense of intimidation overcame her thoughts. She simply contrasted her four eldest nephews with these six new grandchildren of hers. Because the former were beings of light who had been created from the substance of primordial creation, they were once capable of inflicting terrible harm upon her, with their combined assault of full chronokinesis and combined smiting. On the other hand, because the latter beings all came from the primordial blood of divine darkness not recovered since the initial heavenly smiting attempt on her, they were inherently incapable of harming her even if they all wished it so. Her dark essence was inherently immune to harm from lesser substances of darkness, even from the most powerful created being in existence with all her instruments.
For the more masculine of the two entities, there was a definite sense of intimidation, leaving aside his blatant fear towards his divine companion when she had been vengeful. Shortly after he first created the two original Leviathan gestalts, those two merely gorged themselves upon most of one whole universe of his, so he did not worry about his own well-being. Then came his niece, the Lesser Darkness, with all her augmented power and overreaching ambitions, even though she expressed no interest in attacking him personally. Now, these six Dark Archangels and the Dark Arch-Nephilim to come reminded him of his eldest sons' harm upon his older sister. Were it not for both his nigh-omniscience and his penchant for nullifying the otherwise terrifying power of would-be assailants, he felt that these great-niblings and especially their potential offspring would be more than capable of inflicting terrible harm upon his essence of light, with their own combined assault of full chronokinesis and combined smiting.
Team Amara! Go Amara!
In contrast to the Darkness, God remembered these incisive words from his one-time favourite son. Back then, they were a mere expression of sarcasm, and such team had not been required for divine payback. Now, there really existed a team of darkness, even with a different leader.