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

on his toes, flinging the back of the blade across the face of one of the Asguardians,

his death, as Dukael listened and

blue, only letting enough kiss his skin, he didn’t want

ordered in a steady and firm voice, as he commanded

behind him as he attempted to pass Liam. The intent of the Asguardian was clear, he was going after Ulaidea, she was still Raphael’s lady. But Liam was faster, more trained in combat. He grabbed the neck

blade he yielded started to change, as it whispered

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

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

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