The satan strolled to face proper beneath the cage and gestured. “As soon as upon a time, she was a deity. The ruler of these you name angels. They worshipped her and gave her their energy willingly. Below her guiding wing, she saved their planet secure from hurt, till I got here alongside. I needed to flee from my galaxy for supposed crimes, however my vessel suffered a mishap, and I crash-landed on her planet. My grave accidents required tending, and she or he did it herself, not desirous to frighten her folks with the unusual man with leathery wings who didn’t even keep in mind his title.” As he spoke, his look shifted barely once more to provide him the wings he’d talked about. “She referred to as me Elyon. And being a weak idiot on the time, we fell in love.”

I needed to admit to some shock. This appeared like many a romance novel. However they often didn’t finish with one lover in a cage. “Let me guess, you bought your reminiscences again and turned on her.”

“As if she gave me a alternative,” he hissed. “I used to be meant to be greater than a fairly consort. So I studied her and her energy till I discovered a technique to bind her.”

“The HALO,” Tron whispered his gaze on the circle round her head.

“She was the recipient of the primary one I designed.” His eyes glowed fiercely, an indication of the magic. “I sure her whereas she slept. When she woke, she was powerless. All her power got here to me, and she or he couldn’t use any for herself.”

The angel within the cage lastly made a noise, a huffing of breath.

“Let me guess, she wasn’t sufficient,” I acknowledged, pondering of the opposite HALOs I’d seen.

The satan waved his hand. “The worshipful donations of her folks have been pitiful in comparison with what I may obtain with extra HALOs. And so I sure the strongest with adjusted variations that allowed shields and communication, nothing extra. Then they made me even stronger by discovering sources of suul. Candy suul, the essence of life and creation.”

Rattle. A look confirmed the angel gripping the bars, her HALO too vivid for me to look lengthy. She have to be exerting herself, solely to make issues worse as a result of all her effort went to the satan. She collapsed to her knees, immediately weak.

The satan laughed. “Regardless of ravenous her of suul, she finds methods to tug it. After which offers it again to me. Her despair is scrumptious.”

“You’re nothing however a thief!” I accused.

“She lacked the imaginative and prescient to do nice issues. I didn’t. Her greatest mistake was trusting me.”

“I’m stunned you saved her alive.”

“Name it nostalgia.”

It was Tron who requested, “Why are you afraid of her?”

“I don’t concern her,” the satan retorted.

“Then why hold her in a cage?” Tron insisted. “If she’s so weak and pathetic, why not let her roam free. Wouldn’t that be crueler?”

The satan’s gaze slewed to the cage then away.

Sensing a sore level, I pressed subsequent, “Afraid of a girl. Type of ironic. It’s in all probability why he solely lets guys be in command of stuff. He’s a coward.”

“She will be able to’t hurt me,” the satan boasted after which grimaced as he noticed the opening he’d dug. “She received’t even strive. She is aware of what is going to occur if she does.” The cage immediately lowered, hitting the ground with a loud clang that had me chunk my cheek. Ouch.

The cage didn’t bend in any respect, however the momentum had tossed the angel to the ground of it.

“You haven’t let her out.” Tron held him accountable to his boast.

“These bars aren’t meant to be opened.”

“As a result of he’s fearful of her,” I confided in an apart to Tron. Then I clucked.

A common sound that had the satan immediately holding a glowing sword of energy. It crackled as he approached the cage after which sliced by the bars.

He then by no means absolutely turned as he retreated, huffing, “Blissful? I instructed you, nothing to concern.”

But I’d have sworn the satan lastly appeared nervous. It made no sense. She remained crumpled within the backside of the cage, unmoving. Her HALO a weak flicker that rendered her powerless. However nonetheless, the satan appeared cautious.

On an impulse, I ran to her facet. “Are you okay?”

“She’s positive. Transfer away!” barked Devil.

As a substitute, I reached out to the touch the angel, my arms on her splayed arm, inflicting me to suck in a breath, as I used to be given a message. In that second of communication, I noticed what I wanted to do. And it might damage. On the similar time, ache appeared preferable to demise.

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