Chapter 126 Cut throat

"Wouldn't you want to be with me?"

Peter asked, staring at Sandel petite form, his strong structure looming over her with it moving on it own, circling around her only for it to stop when Micheal placed a hand on her shoulder. Making a faint glow around them. Micheal blue hues glared at Peter darkly, 

"Don't you try that dark one," 

Peter laughed staring down at him haughtfuly, dark one that's what there calling me now, its more fitting then what they have used before, snake serpent, all where to suttle for him, a supose that the dark one would do for him, Peter nods his head and uttered, 

"Dark one, now i like that. You should give me another one this time a new ruler would serfice," 

"That's enough Peter, end this here, and your punishment will be swift. Without this, you will burn all together," 

Micheal stated pulling his sword from his hip at Peter, it casts a blinding glow in the room so much that Sandel and Peter had to cover there eyes, Peter huffed having his arm over his eyes sqwinting trying to see Micheal, he's hiddering his plan just as they have thought, but Sandel they figuer she would put more effort, they'll see soon if she will. Micheal stared at Peter walking to him when he wasn't there. It was just his shadow. standing over the door grinning at him pointing behind him, Micheal grunts moving his sword and blocked Peters hand, they clashed making a huge gust of wind around them with the fusion of light and dark mixed together, they push against each other the strength equally matched, Peter snarls pressing against Micheal's sword, he then grins at him saying, 

"How easy i can get beind you, without nothing but a pause from you," 

Micheal confused until a sword went into his shoulder, the arm holding his sword, Peter went to slash his neck holding close, mocking him, saying, 

"Can't even protect your neck, Micheal. How far you have fallen..." 

He lunged for his neck but its caught by anothor hand, it has a coating of iridescent,holding tightly to him to the point of breaking his hand, Peter gaze shot at her to catch a radiating bright silver, it could burn him to sunder and he wouldn't mind, Peter felt a shiver fall down his spine, he started to like this, he admiered her strength for a while but when she was angered which is few, it was a gorgeous site to see, Sandel moved his hand away from Micheal glancing at the shadow behind him, 

"Back away," 

Her voice thunders around the room making it shake, Peter stunned tried to pull away from her but Sandel broke his hand anyway, he let out a pain shout when Sandel pulled his arm forward moving him closer to her, he went closer to her so much he could be in her arms. Sandel glared at him, her face darken,

"Peter," 

Sandel seethed, headbutting him, Peter let out a shocked grunt shot back, He fell into the side of what was the gate, Sandel looked to Micheal, reaching over to him, asking, 

"You healing alright?" 

Micheal glanced at her holding his shoulder a flash of light and it healed, Micheal stood up staring at Sandel not shocked but impressed, he hasn't heard about her strength or what she could do in a battle, after this he wouldn't have a doubts of her, he looked to where Peter is laying in the broken wall as it tried to bulid back up, Peter stared at the two his gaze dark filled, they couldn't see his pupils, the red over took it leaving his eyes a deep red,

"That was brutal,"

Peter felt some of his blood trickle down his head onto his nose, he glared at them walking out of the wall when it builds again, he stares at there weapons, Micheal's a cliché glowing so vibrantly trying to impose as a threat while Sandel stood beside him her gaze dark, her hand head to her side waiting for what he will try next, Peter let out a hum his gaze went over Sandel,

"You've gotten stronger,"

Peter glanced at the end of the hallway, sensing him at the middle of the kingdom on his throne, Peter scoffed, shaking his head and stepping towards them, jestering to the end of the hallway saying,

"He's letting you choose, Sandel?"

Her face darken reaching out with her hand, a dagger appered in her grasp pointed towards Peter, she flicked the dagger to him and Peter knew she would do this, he moved to the side for the dagger to hit the wall, 

"Sandel, it will take more,"

Peter stopped haveing that dagger stuck into his neck, he glanced at the dagger in his neck taking it into his hand buring him, Peter head a rush of air and looked to where Micheal is, hes gone, Peter hiss pulling it out the dagger bringing it in front of him, he saw that Sandel stood in place holding anothor dagger,

"You haven't planned this with him. Have you, Sandel?"

Sandel strides closer, having her dagger glow brighter with each step, Peter stiffens seeing her demener. It's determined and hot, as if she's the fire, and he's the sword she's burning. The rush of wind happened again to his side, Peter looked through the corner of his eye. Micheal is their to cut in his side. Peter thrusted the dagger in front of the sword, it clashed together with a loud crash between them, but the dagger broke in his hand and Micheal's sword cut throught his hand to his side sticking into it, 

"Micheal!" 

Peter yelled in pain, having his hand on the sword digging his hand into it to break it, couldnt do so, but he burnt his arm, leaving him in more agnoy. Micheal went to finish the cut when Sandel tied to warn him.

"Micheal beside you!" 

A slash of light cut thought his sword breaking it away from Peter and Micheal, he moved back from the devouring force of light holding his sword still glaring at where it came from, anothor male angel beside him holding a sword that looked like his, He opened his mouth to say somthing but stopped having a sword cut close to his head, he jumped away looking at Sandel who done it, 

"She's gotten quick since the last time we fought," 

He lands in the ground not to far from them and Sandel stands behind Micheal's back holding a sword towards Tuatha, he looked over Sandel seeing her form, she had gotten better at her stance, her sword held with such precision and her eyes are dark hidden intention laid inside. Micheal glanced behind him at Sandel and Tuatha, 

"Sandel, is there more of them?"

Sandel didn't waver and told him, "There will be three more after them and that they have an arm with them," 

Sandel kept her gaze at Tuatha. He appeared muddled. She must have had help on that front being told what they were doing before facing them. Peter pulled out the broken piece of the blade from his side, keeping his cool facade, he glares at Micheal, pointing the blade at him dripping off with his blood,

"Micheal, you have gotten a cut into me this far,"

Peter cold gaze met Micheals heated ones. When a grin starts to appear on Peter, he swings back his hand with his worlds filled with mockery. 

"I want to see if you can do that again,"

Peter flung the broken blade at him, Micheal stricks the blade away from him rushing towards Peter, he backed away from him making a blade for him appear, he raised it above his head and thrusted the sword at him, they clashed hitting their sword togethor over again and agine on even ground, Peter rushed at him his sword to Michaels chest for him to move fastly, Peter blink he was on the other side, this will be dificult, when he saw a glint behind them it was a faint string being pulled Peter held back a smile making his shadow help move them, Peter swings his sword to the left and Micheal move lungs his sword at Peter sitting into his arm, Peter cold as ever stares at him and said,

"You fell right for it,"

Micheal struck Peters abdomen, and he went back looking at the fresh wound it was deep, but for him, it shouldn't be tearable like his side. It was still healing, but it was so slow Peter peered at Micheal stalted in front of him the stings attached to his body, Micheal looked at the strings and pulled at the ripping some appart, 

"This won't hold me, Peter,"

Peter went to the ground holding his wound and said,

"I just wanted to hold you up for a moment," 

A sword pirced throught Micheals chest, he stares down at the blade and its a moon shaped blade, he place his hand on the blade to push it away, his arm is severed his sword fell away from him Micheal looked at his arm but a slash went to his neck, 

"She said that there were three more, i knew they would try this..."

His voison starts to go fuzzy, and his breathing changed, he fell feeling the wind rush past him and a percing pain in his stomach, he crashed into the ground, hearing to voice call out to him, 

"Micheal, i warned you!" 

"Let her fight this Micheal, for this is who she will become, a strong angel that can even rivial you,"