Raphael’s eyes sparked up a sudden rage as he threw the sword at Liam. But Liam was too fast, with only a look, the sword went up in blue disintegrating flames.

Allistor grinned wickedly, “Who is this foolish boy who taunts me with childish tricks.”

He stared at Liam but referred to the Asguardians to answer.

Vincent came out from the bush, “William Blackwyll, father.”

Alexa still ducked behind the trees. Liam shook his head, in a deep inhale, he glared at Raphael who held another sword.

Allistor raged in disbelief, “Father? I’m not your father-child. I father no one, besides that of my first consort, Daleyan, are you Daleyan’s boy.”

“No,” Liam answered, amusement intended, “He is the son of Taliya Ipswich, the only son.”

Allister's beautiful white wings, which had flapped constantly, had come to a stop. He folded it in, his eyes softened.

Liam felt a sort of remorse for Vincent, he watched the hopefulness in the Casters eyes, the longing for a father.

Allistor remembered, “I have not forgotten Taliya, your mother. My heart fell the day she died, how tragic, wasn’t it.”

Vincent jumped forward into mid-air, his movements brisk, guns in hand, but Allistor just booted him.

Liam did nothing to intervene but watched. One like him had all the patience, it was rarely he let it falter.

“I should have killed you, but I showed you mercy and this is what I

my mother, she was no threat

to deliver them to us, but she failed. She knew her faith, she didn’t even beg, not for you, how

and collective. Raphael’s lack of patience

your son, but in our next meeting I will show you the same

William lacks no confidence in his capability of handing me my death.” He

what became of the Tempters’ souls when they fell. He remembered Allistor, with his blue watery eyes

made an Archangel like most of the Cadre who ruled hell. Unlike the others, his wings remained always, a continuous reminder of his ranks in the Infinity. It made him a

murdering innocents. Though he broke rules, it was ones he felt strongly

with rage, “It’s a trap,

quiver, “Allistor, call off your demons.” His tone was a direct one of command. His own blue eyes brightened with the chaos it would release if his order was not addressed. Liam was not one you said no to, not when he was

no jurisdiction here, but you knew

by the reddened sky. He began to lift off, “If you really must know, my hunt’s for Azazy-el, I heard he knows the identity of

it seemed that Allistor had just answered his question for

are greater threats than a member of hells Cadre, ones only Lucifereal would not

Cadre?” It was more of

the rein of all, of course!” Allistor looked up at the blood-red sky, redness all around them. The suffocating air working its poisonous glooms on all. Even the Tempter seemed fragile. But Liam stood his

into heading for shelter. Liam kept his eyes on Allistor, but his mind reaching Vincent, ‘Prepare to run, Allistor will try and kill you. Take the back entrance, jump into the lake. I slipped a stone in your pocket, hold

demon cries. He knew once Allistor left, he would inform Lucifereal of what happened today, but if he left first, Vincent

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