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.”

eyes, “You hold a Harpien

blade across the face of one of the

the crowd, who sought his death, as Dukael listened and ran for the door with Ulaidea

body started glistening streaks of electric blue, only letting enough

your name, live,” He ordered in a steady and firm voice, as he commanded

was going after Ulaidea, she was still Raphael’s lady. But Liam was faster, more trained in combat. He grabbed the neck of the Asguardian and flung him across the room,

blade he yielded started to change, as it

glowed with the black angelic writing on its metal before it transformed into its true self, a long razor-sharp

shield which protected his identity was actually a rare obsidian stone versed by a Blackwyll, the last breed of stone Verses on

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