The flash came before the blast. That was all that Angel Dave could think about. He had heard the mortals talk of their short lives flashing before their eyes at the moment of death, but he hadn’t experienced anything like that. He could remember the night of the fight between Gogmagog the giant and his nemesis, Corineus. In his mind’s eye he saw the stampede of the crowd that had packed into the vaults below the Tower of London, and the fires and panic caused by the discovery of a magical bomb. Then, he saw himself as if through a misty lens, lifting the bomb and flying away, and hearing his old friend Judas screaming at him to stop. But he had carried on. Saving the lives of thousands of the Under Folk was all that mattered to him at that moment.
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