Mikael appeared in his place. He had a house in Hell, most of his things were there and also there were medicines. Blood came out of his wound fast. He had to clean it and sewn it or he would die. He took all that he needed and starter treating the wound. He cleaned it with some water and a special "disinfectant" that took away all traces of holy energy. "That fucking priest!" He grimaced as the needle stuck into his flesh. "I'll kill him, I swear." He finished sewing the wound and put a bandage around it. Then he lay slowly on his bed, rest will fasten the regeneration, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.