“Balance must be kept at all costs, lest the
universe and everything I’ve created eventually
implodes. I cannot bear to take the life of one of
my first born myself, so it is up to you to
summon the courage needed to defend that which
you hold most dear.”
The girl shone with a brilliant radiance. “You are
The blinding lite dissipated. Cole found the sword
Ragnarok in his hand. Time resumed. Zafira’s
choking cries of agony pounded his ears.
Righteous fury erupted within him. With a mighty
swing, Cole’s blade passed through Asmodeus’
thick neck as it it were nothing but air. Asmodeus
went motionless; black blood spilled from around
his throat. His head fell to the floor as his empty
corpse tumbled like a marionette with cut strings.
Asmodeus’ body ignited in a pale blue fire. The
roaring sound of millions of souls imprisoned
within his body erupted from the flames. After
several millennia of imprisonment, they were
finally freed from their torment.
Cole rushed to Zafira’s aid. She screamed in
terrible agony as he pulled the sword from her
chest. She was alive, but barely. He held her in
his arms, putting pressure on the large wound.
“Cole…. I’m….. sorry.”
“Shhh. Don’t speak. Save your strength.”
Adrenaline coursed through his body. The blood
seeped between Cole’s fingers. She gasped for
air, choking on her own blood.
“Hang on, d–n it! Don’t you dare die on me!”
He reached for his shirt lying crumpled on the
floor close by. He applied firm pressure to the
large gash but she quickly bled through the
wadded fabric. The wound was too severe.
“Cole… I want you to know…”
“Don’t you start talking like you’re going to die!”
he interrupted. Tears overwhelmed him, pouring
down his face. “You can’t die! We’re bound
“Not even that… can stop this now. Just… Listen
to me. I used you… to get to Asmodeus. I didn’t
expect-” She coughed up more blood, her voice
grew faint. “I didn’t expect to fall in love… But I
did. I wanted you to know… our time together…
was my favorite.”
Cole felt so powerless. He cursed the Gods above
for making him relive this agony all over again.
He grabbed Ragnarok, staring at the hilt with
glowing dragon’s eyes. “Help her! Please help
There was no response from the sword. Zafira’s
breathing slowed. She did not have long.
Cole hugged her. If she was destined to die, she
would do so in his loving arms. He held her
tightly, feeling her life slowing fading away. “I
love you, Zafira.” His tear fell on her cheek.
He jumped when several beams of light flashed
down like thunderbolts behind him. Three angels
stepped from the mystic glow; Cole recognized
their visages from Zafira’s memory projection.
He quickly grabbed Ragnarok and pointed the
blade at them as he stood. “You’ll come no
further! I won’t let you have her!”
The bearded angel, Uriel, looked at the remnants
of Asmodeus’ corpse. “We felt the disturbance.
We came for confirmation that a demon Aspect
had been slain.”
“How is a mortal able to wield Ragnarok?” Ramiel
questioned. “No human should be allowed to
have such power! We should strike him down
while his demon slave is wounded so we can take
Ragnarok and seal it forever!”
The angel drew his spear, ready to attack. Sofia,
the female angel crossed her short sword against
his spear, lowering it to the ground.
“You don’t stand a chance, Ramiel. Look at him.
It is his love for that succubus that grants him
his power. A human who fights for that which he
loves is a force to be reckoned with, let alone one
who holds Ragnarok.”
“But this is our chance! Without Asmodeus, the
balance of power is in our favor! Without
Ragnarok, the demons won’t have a chance
anymore. We can finally end this conflict in one
To Be Continued