Christoph swung his sword; Zafira barely dodged
the swift blow. She held the cursed sword in
defense and parried his every strike. Cole noticed
several opportunities for Zafira to strike back, yet
she remained on the defensive.
Christoph tried a new strategy. Leaping high, he
slashed at the air, sending waves of deadly
magical light down at Zafira. Her wings quickly
propelled her aloft to avoid the barrage that
ravaged the ground where she had stood.
The fight resumed in the air, swords clashing
together, torrents of magic blasting at one
another. Neither side gave way.
They met head on. Their cold blades and hot eyes
Zafira unexpectedly backed off; Christoph’s sword
whiffed inches in front of her. He was caught off
balance. Zafira delivered a kick to his chest that
hurled him toward the ground.
She arrowed toward him; their bodies plummeted
to earth like a meteorite. They landed with a
massive impact, shaking the landscape,
blanketing them in a thick cloud of dust.
The dusty air settled. Christoph was pinned to the
ground, his sword fallen from his hand. Zafira
pointed Ragnarok at his throat, ready to claim his
“Finish him, Zafira!” Asmodeus commanded.
She hesitated, lost in the eyes of the angel
beneath her who had accepted defeat. Her hands
shook. She struggled against herself. Seeing the
face of her former love, or rather someone who
looked identical to her former love, had
summoned forth what was left of her humanity.
A tear escaped her eye. “I can’t.”
“You what?!” Asmodeus bellowed.
Zafira stood off Christoph, tossing Ragnarok to
the ground. “I can’t kill him.”
“You dare disobey me?!”
Zafira gave no reply. She dropped to her knees,
Christoph gripped his sword and rose to his feet.
He warily approached his opponent, his blade
pointing down at her. “Why?”
“I don’t know. Something inside me won’t let me
“Now Christoph! Strike her down!” Ramiel
Christoph lowered his blade. “I cannot take the
life of one who has already surrendered.”
Uriel chuckled. “It seems we have a stalemate,
Humiliation fueled Asmodeus’ rage. No one made
a fool of him, especially not one of his own! He
formulated a twisted idea to punish Zafira for her
Dashing to Zafira in an eye-blink, Asmodeus
kicked Christoph off his feet and through the air,
sending his body crashing against solid rock.
Asmodeus swiftly turned on Zafira. He gripped her
throat, her feet dangling off the ground. “You
disappoint me. I did not create you so you could
show compassion for the angels; I created you to
Zafira squirmed, trying to regain breath.
“You’ve failed me, and for that, I have a fitting
punishment for you.”
A blue sapphire sphere appeared in Asmodeus’
free hand. He plunged his hand into her stomach,
leaving the orb inside her. A bright blue light
flashed from the opening. Zafira screamed. The
The arch-demon released his grip. Zafira fell to
the ground; black blood gushed from her
midsection. She seemed unconcerned with the
bleeding; instead, she stared at her hands and
“I… I couldn’t have… No!”
A satisfied smirk appeared on Asmodeus’ face.
“That’s right. I promised to spare your village. I
never promised to save them from you! Now that
I’ve returned your soul to you, your conscience
has returned. You can remember every single soul
you took, including your precious Simon.”
Zafira screamed with the realization. She had
devoured Simon’s soul, and everyone else from
her village. It was Simon’s soul that kept her
from killing Christoph, the angel. Somehow, his
essence was the only thing that clung to what
was left of her humanity, trying desperately to
save her from herself.
Anger quickly replaced remorse. Zafira snatched-
up the cursed sword Ragnarok and lunged at
He readily subdued her. His dark powers held her
“As powerful as you may be, little girl, that
doesn’t change the fact I created you. That
means, your abilities are powerless against me!”
A swirling purple gateway appeared behind Zafira.
“I hereby banish you to the mortal realm, where
you will be forced to either feed on the mortals
you feel so compassionate about, or slowly die of
starvation. It will be amusing to see which you
choose; but I’m certain the darkness within you
will win. That is, if the angels don’t hunt you
Zafira glared at him with fiery red eyes. “I will
make you pay for what you’ve done!”
Asmodeus laughed as he sent Zafira into the
portal. “I’ll look forward to your feeble attempt.”
The portal quickly closed, trapping Zafira on the
To Be Continued