Ickarous
I raced against time, hoping to everything good and holy I wouldn't be arriving too late.
I wasn't sure if Camael was ahead of me or not.
Constance hadn't known either. All she had been told was that Camael was planning on killing the decoy and releasing the vile beings we'd placed in purgatory. I couldn't imagine the havoc and destruction all of those evil beings would cause. Not just to the archangel's haven, but on earth if they made it to the open portal.
There were fae, other fallen angels, and so many other immortals who had, at one point in time or another, become too powerful or posed some kind of threat to the mortal world. Like the fae who'd created and initiated the bubonic plague. And that was just one of the more mild beings we had locked away.
When I flew up int
