A beacon of pure power glowed before her. An inferno of magic unlike anything Raven had ever seen. She carefully hid among the army of other hybrids and observed the situation. No one was paying any attention to her. No one had time to care as hybrids and angels died in vast multitudes around them like ants being exterminated. But still they continued the assault against one of the fallen. One that was strangely powerful. Nothing had been normal lately. Not that Raven had ever exactly been normal but things had gotten to a whole new level of weird. She had memories of dying flashing inside her head.
That alone wasn’t new for an undead but these memories were of a final true death. One inflicted by a weapon that she knew could kill anything. Even her.
She knew the thing ahead to be one o
