“And the children?” There’s no hope in Thermo’s voice when he asks this. Raffe sighs. “You were right. I left to hunt ‘the nephilim monsters’ only to find they were just children. Gabriel said the spawn of an angel and a Daughter of Man would grow into a monster. I didn’t want to kill them while they were still harmless, so I waited. And waited. Generation after generation, to root out the evil that I’d been warned about.”
