the angel was speechless. her wings. no wonder her back hurt as much as it did. a thought ran through her mind that maybe he was bluffing, that he was lying but there was no other explanation for the pain surging through her body.
removing an angel’s wings was unheard of and merely impossible and if hesediel knew that she would lose her wings in this battle then she wouldn’t have come despite her garrison’s commands.
‘ i’m…i’m going to kill you. ‘ she had no strength to abide by her promise now but secretly she swore she would someday if that would be next year or next hundred years she would kill him.
❛ you’re welcome to try. ❜ in his mind, it was very doubtful that she could do so now, but maybe after a few years she could attempt such a feet. of course, that would have meant that the angel truly cared about revenge for what was taken.
❛ ‘course, i doubt you’ll ever see me again after this. your kind is worse than my own, but that’s to be expected. ❜ more to the point, ky’lar hated angels merely on principle alone — if he actually got to know one personally, maybe things would have been different, but as it stood, all the demon wanted to do was torture them.
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