“Leviathan, fight with us!”
The cherub couldn’t believe the escalation of things. One moment, he was about to hear something important from the soul root, the next, he was about to be executed.
And now, Lucifer came out of nowhere, looking bloody and stripped out of dignity, urging him to…fight with them? Why? And who exactly is “them”?
Leviathan held his breath as his eyes alternated between the nameless angel in front of him and the seraph on his left. He was breathing so hard, trying to wrap his mind about what was happening.
He was paralyzed by the sight of so much blood dripping from Lucifer’s wings and arms, not to mention his blade was filled with dangling chunks of gorey meat. It was just a hunch, but something was telling him that the blood and flesh covering Lucifer weren
