The skull heads multiplied as we walked deeper into the realms of Hell. The air remained eerie and fire flew at us from the air. A demon, who held the features of a man, was throwing fireballs with his palms. His blood red eyes glowed bright against his half melted face. He called out and a man with a beard of fire and a woman with very little clothes emerged from the dark tunnels.
“Naamah, Furcas, and Xaphan!” Micheal furiously shouted their names. He turned to us angels, motioning for us to come together.
“We will have to split in three. I will lead one group, Gabriel you lead another, and Azrael you lead the third. It will be a challenge, but we can do this.” Micheal coached, then motioned for us to fight.
I followed Gabriel, Daniel, and a few others I’ve never met until today. I squ
