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.
the thought of healing seemed so far away to her like she would never be able to heal and she would spend the rest of eternity in pain like this. if that were the case, she would beg one of her brothers or sisters to put her out of her misery.
she dug her hands into the ground and pushed herself up enough to look at him. ‘ y-you still didn’t answer my question. ‘ if she wasn’t in searing pain she would’ve probably put an insult at the end but instead, she just fell back on the ground and tried to concentrate on something other than the burning sensation that spread throughout her vessel.
she tried to think of something that would regrow, if he had taken the skin off her back then it would’ve healed itself by now and been less painful. this pain wasn’t human, it was angelic.
if what he had taken was just part of the vessel, things would have gone very differently, but as fate would have it, ky’lar took something important. the one part of the angel that made them special ( aside from their grace ) and as such he knew that eventually he would be forced to pay for his crimes.
however, today was not that day as the demon’s arms folded firmly across their chest,
❛ no, i didn’t, did i? ❜ in his mind, it was a foolish question to ask, but at the same time, ky’lar knew that telling her what he’d done would be the best bet —- especially since she couldn’t harm him. not now at least.
❛ see, i took your wings, and i don’t think even your father could save you from this. ❜ even if the all father could, there was a large doubt that it would happen, and it was why he was faunting her. to see how she would react,
the pain was unbearable, more so when she was shot out of heaven when her brother unknowingly casted all the angels from their home. this was different. the pain hesediel felt made her crumble to the ground and cry out with pain.
‘ w-what did you do to me? ‘ flat on her stomach she began to crawl towards her attacker in the mud but then stopped as it pained her so much to move barely an inch.
the source of her pain came from her back but spread through her body like wildfire. the desire to touch her back was strong but she fought the temptation, her hands on the ground with mud surrounding them. the brown consistency was enough to distract her hands at the moment until the pain was subdued enough for her to explore what had happened.
the demon knew well enough what was done; all he needed was an opening and he could shed the angel of the one thing they always held dear to them. not to say it didn’t come with difficulties; the first time he did this was out of anger and an opening. now, he had mastered it enough where all he had to do was time it properly.
❛ i did what was needed. ❜ more to the point, he took her wings due to the fact he could, and it was one of his prime tricks that was done when he got near any from the host. they may have been down to earth, but that didn’t mean that tracking them would be easy. by far, it wasn’t, but he still had his ways.
❛ you’ll heal eventually, but they’ll never regrow. ❜ ky didn’t know if they ever would, but at the same time, he just didn’t care — nor, did he care about what happened to her. all he knew was that she wouldn’t be a problem for quite a while.
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