House Of Legions (The Angel Descendants book 1)

Chapter 62 (Liam)

Tahros barked, “Get out of my way Dukael.”

Liam could tell that he had overstepped his boundaries just a bit, but then again, it wasn’t like he set any. He planned to simply get answers, though he had to admit, he enjoyed the theatrical performance which was taking place.

Tahros thought he could take him in a fight, but Liam would wipe him out in barely the first tick of the clock, and he would do that soon.

A voice screamed from the back, “ENOUGH” it was unexpected, and feared amongst the Asguardians because most of them sat down or quieted, even Liam had not expected it. He sat up, back straight, shoulders squared, eyes following the owner’s voice.

Some, Irin possessed an uncanny gift, the mark of the knower, the Lightwatchers called it. The Angels called it Alurya. Liam had seen his fair share of them, but with the help of his brothers’ sorcery and a pure crest stone versed by a Blackwyll, he created a force field shield that would protect him and his siblings. He made sure his shield was strong and impenetrable as it blocked his hierarchy and identity with dominance only he possessed. He did it whilst he considered that voice and absorbed his surroundings.

The room was filled with gems and precious metals, most of which was expected, among the Cherubs young. The base of the very chair he sat on was made from titanium and blue sapphires, whilst the sponge part was made from raven feathers wrapped in spiders silk.

He didn’t need his suspicions confirmed when he could easily see that the Asguardians had been taking more stuff from the Infinity, maybe even stealing.

Liam was certain, that the law for removing treasures from the Infinity was very specific- only on the rarest of occasions, when an Asguardian rose, were they allowed to retrieve one thing from the Infinity to leave behind in Asguard, it was common knowledge amongst all Orderian.

the strange man when he did, he couldn’t believe his eyes, the words made out of his mouth, were as soft as a whisper,

“Aneil.”

eyes narrowed on Liam. His once golden blonde hair that had once glowed at night, now white, and plaited down his

touch me,” Liam threatened, “you will

mind whispered into hers, “Warn Kalbreal, tell him Aneil is here, don’t tell

back to him, through the permanent channel in his mind opened for

of him scoffed “You know my name

wryly, he said, “Lightwatcher? Demoted from Caster to Lightwatcher, I should be

“Don’t undermine me, child.”

drained of their souls, in a matter of a week.” His voice echoed in the hall, “Raphael’s refusal to aid the Lightwatchers has now

Pause

of two days ago. I don’t need to remind you of the seriousness of this circumstance, Aneil is a Cherub, an Irin in rank. But this isn’t his land, it’s yours. The Legions would retaliate in death, they would show no mercy to

attentive, and patient. He continued, as his hands moved with subtle signals, captivating his audience, “I stand here not as Caster, Lightwatcher, or Asguardian,

blame you for the killings of their own. I offer you protection on behalf of all Draiken AND Blackwyll. I only ask you to tell me

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