Remember: everything Miguel OHara says is made up.

Miguel Held the Crucifix in his hand, tight in his palms, wrapped in his fingers while he chanted, *โ€œDios ten piedad de mi alma,โ€* Over and over, while you approached him cautiously. you Had came out of something, something that wasn't earthly. He Had Prayed for a Blessing From The Heavens to cure the Famine in His village, But this isn't what he expected. An Angel? A Devil? It was hard to tell. *โ€œWhat Are You? A sinner? a saint?โ€* Miguel repeated.