The beginning of time.
Thunder looked at the flickering image of Keymaster until he completely faded away. If she’d had a body, she was sure tears would have streamed down her face. But she had no tangible form now. All that was left of her was the dead body of a young woman on the ground. The dark angel lurked around the body, trying to find way to ensure she was truly dead.
The dark angel didn’t see her soul, which suggested he was a condemned angel whose power had been suppressed by his god. In turning to the dark side, he might never be able to regain his angelic power.
Hovering in the air next to her now was Teacher, looking like a kind old man. He smiled at her but said nothing.
“Tell me how I can kill this dark angel, Teacher.” She needed no time to adjust. She wasn’t Keymaster’
