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

flinging the back of the blade across the face of one of the Asguardians, who was ten feet away, he yelled, “Dukael, take

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

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

live,” He ordered in a steady and

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, the Asguardian’s bones crushed as he

yielded started to change, as it whispered “Surta.”

came toward him, as the blade glowed with the black angelic writing on its metal before it transformed into its true self, a long

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

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