Liam moved with a speed faster than light, the sword from Aneil’s hand now in his own as he guided it through Aneil’s heart knowing full well that he had just killed the high-rank Angel, and almost two hundred Asguardians had bared witness to it.

The Angel's eyes widened with shock, as he took his last breath, before resuming into nothing. The Asguardians charged against Liam, dislodging them as fast as he was capable he grabbed Ulaidea by the arm. Sword, on the other hand, the two of them ran for the door, which was, still meters away.

Dukael stood by the door,

Liam ran nearer, dragging Ulaidea by the arm.

Dukael pulled out a dagger from his belt, and grinned sheepishly at Liam, before he bowed his head, “You said piss them off El, not start a world war this wasn’t in the plan.”

Liam arched a brow, “Plans change.”

from Liam to Dukael, her voice as shocked as her eyes, “You hold a Harpien blade and befriend an Asguardian, what

go, and turned on his toes, flinging the back of the blade across the face

as Dukael listened and ran for

blue, only letting enough kiss his skin, he didn’t want to have more power.

ordered in a steady and firm voice,

Raphael’s lady. But Liam was faster, more trained in combat. He grabbed the neck of the Asguardian

blade he yielded started to change,

him, as the blade glowed with the black angelic writing on its metal before it transformed into its true self, a long razor-sharp bladed samurai sword.

frost of his anger, his skin now slicked with beams of electricity and ice. The shield which protected his identity was actually a rare obsidian stone versed by a Blackwyll, the last breed of stone Verses on the earth. It also kept his abilities at bay, but his body was getting stronger, his power growing, soon there would be nothing to hide his fury, and the sparks that sizzled his skin, proved that soon

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