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   Chapter 38 Demons In Battle

SANCTUM By JMFelic Characters: 10497

Updated: 2018-08-28 21:58


Raphael gripped Eriol's right elbow to halt him from escaping. The contact of their skin immediately brought about an unsavory reaction. The feeling was like hydrochloric acid in a kitchen tile full of mold, mildew, and grime; letting out a thick smoke that was extremely pungent.

By the time Eriol saw who was holding his elbow, there was a neon blue circle that appeared around them on the floor. Inside the circle were different scribbles, lines and letters that were archaic. It was the symbol of Raphael in his attempt to bind the demon again.

"Shit!" Eriol barked and quickly, in one hand, pushed himself out of Raphael's hold with an energy blast that ignited fire around the archangel's body.

Raphael dropped, both knees against the floor, and hastened to subdue the rising flames by summoning the divine air circulating around his enormous white wings. He felt the sting of the burn however, and this made him glower at the demon. He was not going to let this entity escape again. Not this time. Not any other time. Especially knowing that he has a disturbing plan to bring chaos on the poor souls of the human world.

To Eriol, he was greatly dumbfounded. What a surprising turn of event it was. First, finding out about the exorcist priest's real form and then, this — his most hated nemesis suddenly appearing, poised and ready to dance a waltz with him.

He sought to escape from the two opposing forces, foxtroting himself away from both of them, but Cirrus was quick to move and fastened his arms around his waist.

Eriol struggled out of it making a quick leap backward like a pro wrestler, but Cirrus clung onto him and speedily teleported them both out of Aurora's bedroom into a dense forest in the north side of the villa.

The two demons appeared from a swirling cloud in the middle of the forest, falling into branches of trees without making a brake. Cirrus held Eriol by the neck again and the latter lay underneath him. Their eyes aglow in their corresponding demonic colors and each of their faces painted a look of rage.

The impact, as they touched down the ground, was comparable to the Tunguska event in Siberia back in the late nineteen hundreds except it wasn't raining that time.

There was a blast that instantly knocked the trees over, followed by strong tremors on the ground and rumbling sounds. The shockwave traveled across miles and reached the villa where the glass windows in the north side of the house shattered into pieces. There was a blinding light that appeared from the epicenter of the battle thereafter and it was due to the colliding energy that both of them released.

Surely, this would be an interesting occurrence Father Azrael would have to explain to the Duke come morning. The reason would have to be simple though. Blaming it on another asteroid hitting earth exactly just like in Siberia.

They were both surrounded by wild fire now in the midst of the pouring rain. Cirrus' black boots and half of his pants were dirtied with mud, but it cannot compare to Eriol's, where his back was entirely covered with it.

"I am not in the mood for games Asmodai! Tell m

his left boot higher and then, crushed the middle skull into pieces. A devilish grin curved from his lips as he did so.

'Good for him, ' he said in his thoughts, 'for crossing me.'

"Shite! Cirrus!" Raphael exclaimed as he stood up. "Do you really need to kill him?!"

"I don't need to kill him Raphael. I want to kill him. His life is worthless anyway, be it in Hell or here on Earth, " Cirrus replied, turning his back right after.

"But, this isn't supposed to be!" Raphael fisted his hands.

"Hmmf... You said so yourself that I am deemed to wage war on my own kind. Just tell your Boss what happened here. I don't care a damn thing."

Because what Cirrus only cared about was to know where Aurora was.

Raphael did scowl at him, but there was nothing that he could do. He wasn't going to fight the Archangel of Death just because of it. He knew that he will lose anyway if he will, and receive painful souvenirs too.

"Tsk! You are so lucky Cirrus, so lucky, " he remarked and then disappeared after a hop mid air.

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Cirrus eyed the magnitude of the forest damage. Pope Benedict would surely hear of this soon, and he was so sure that the old man wouldn't even believe an asteroid caused it.

He released a long sigh. Where are you Aurora? Where are you? He questioned in his thoughts.

Closing his eyes, he opened up his senses better. If he was going to find her, he needed to concentrate more to feel her presence.

He then teleported back in her bedroom where the silence of the walls taunted him. But at least now, it was still intact. He knew he wouldn't be able to control his emotion and power then, so he chose to bring the battle outside of the house.

There was still a small residue of Aurora's presence in the sofa where he found Eriol sitting earlier. It was still warm, but was gradually decreasing.

It just cannot be. Her disappearance didn't so much as give any reasonable explanation.

"Shit, where are you?" he whispered painfully as he went to sit on the sofa, his hand touching his forehead and with a frown on his face.

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