Gilmore's eyes began to glow with holy magic once Wrath lunged at him. Envy could feel the power radiating from him- much more than all of theirs combined. Before he could blast Wrath into oblivion, Pride knocked him out with a chair. A chair. Well, Envy couldn't really blame her. They didn't exactly have their weapons of choice on them right now. 

The man shook his head. "Oh, you have so much to learn about the human world. Also, while we're in private, do call me Phanuel, the Face of God. Not in public, though. That would be quite awkward." As he spoke, large angel wings sprouted from his back, and a halo formed around his head. A golden light emanated from his body, making Envy feel regret, just for a moment, for killing hundreds of angels and humans alike. 

Phanuel, or Sebastion Gilmore, whatever you're going with at this point, snapped his fingers, and a wave of light washed over the demons. Envy immediately felt something drop into her lap. "God wanted me to give that to you. Identification. You're officially all humans. Just saying, I wasn't an advocate for this. I voted for fiery pits." 

Envy read the name on her card. [color=00a651]"Who the hell is [i]"Rosalyn Hood"[/i] ?[/color]

"Your new human name. Sucks for you if you hate it- you get what you get and you don't get upset." 

[color=00a651]"Harrumph."[/color] As soon as her powers were restored from this angel's curse, Envy would destroy him. 

"No obvious signs of disappointment allowed. Now, I'll be back next week to check on you. You might want to tuck yourselves in school- your human school starts tomorrow, and doing things while tired is generally not good." And with that, he vanished with a flash of gold light.