Chapter 127 Stopping time

"I didn't think he would be able to be knocked out," 

Sandel muttered her flame glowing around the room, Luke held his head up on his elbow, staring at the image at the middle that stopped when Micheal fainted. Luke huffed, wondering, 

"Is this the archangel Micheal?"

"It is," 

Luke glanced beside him, healing Sandel from there. She let out a chuckle and spoke again, 

"He not as Stoic as they have told him to be," 

"That's because you got to know him,"

"Possibly," 

"So yes," 

"In a way, you are right, Luke," 

Liz in her chair looked around the room and Sandel, she watched the fight unfold before her, the intensity coming from her old voison was stunning but how could she explain this, how can she make this come through logically, 

"Maybe it doesn't have to be logical,"

"No, it does. If it can't be expined, then will it exist?"

"It would,"

Liz chuckled into her hand, trying to contain her skepticism. If she couldn't explain it, then who couldn't? If anyone couldn't, then how could she. its enevitibal.

"Can you explain me then?

"What about your fight? Avalon asked 

"What about it?"

"You aren't finished with telling us the past, Sandel. i would still hear it if it's all the same to you," Avalon said 

Sandel hummed seeing there fascinated gazes, she should finished what shes told, Sandel dispersed her flame and made the room have an soft glow, an image appers with her infront of Tuatha behind Micheal, she held her sword twards him staring at him stern, Tuatha huffed at her demener, she held herself in such a state of uncertainty, her gaze glanced to Peter from moveing away becasue of Micheal, 

"You don't want to fight me, Sandel,"

Sandel, confused, raised a brow, and Tuatha saw this holding back a found grin continuing to say,

"I can see it just by how you stand you're hesitant to fight us. to fight me," 

Sandel looked down at her blade hearing the clash behind her and the wind that rushed with it, she hears Tuathas draw close to her to the point where his nose could touch hers, she felt him pull her chin up and there gazes met, his golds heal a deistain for her, stopping him from what he should have, the control the power he would ative throught defeating her, but a former warmness seeped thought that cold stare, how she fist met him played through his eyes, she held her own fighting him but failed wanting to learn how to better use her sword fought him every day, until he took her to a higher place for the angels, she was a small commander of a tiny group of angels placed for his bidding, she then went to commander that even met the lengths of Micheal in her strength, 

"I don't have choice in this matter, Tuatha,"

She pulled her sword out cutting him making a light come off it, Tuatha jumped away moving from the line of light taking his sword ducking to slice thought her, Sandel twirled around it moving with her sword with her, Sandel and Tuatha swords met making a light appear beside them blowing past them at a fast pace, Tuatha went back feeling the strength coming off her, her blade she has so much of her strength, her virtue was aweing, has she kept that hidden? Tuatha stood back, analyzing what she had just done and thought out what to do so next, 

"She has something hidden," 

Tuatha saw Sandel stand there watching him as he had done to her, waiting for one to strike before another, what a moment to use what I thought you against me Sandel, he thought rushing at her, a burst happened behind him and Sandel saw the burst of air but not Tuatha, she held her sword close to her, closing her eyes letting her ears hear, she can hear Micheal clash with Peter seeing the light thought the darkness around her when a light beside her appeared, she could see him swinging his sword at her, Sandel stepped aside lifting her sword at his neck, she cut thought his neck sending him past her, Tuatha as his head spins looked at his body, He rose his arms sending his sword at her, Sandel went to the side but when he moved, his body is next to her cutting into her stomach, Sandel let out a pain shout looking at the sword, he diapered again and Sandel looked around, he's doing this. He's done this before showing her the onslaught of an attack, bourge your enemy before they do it to you, Sandel felt a large slice on her back, dragged into her skin, 

"I've only taught you what i wanted," 

Tuatha whispered close to her Sandel staggered away from him with her hand to the side, her eyes closed listening and sensing, Tuatha appears above her, his head attached, with two swords and fell down at her swung them at her head, Sandel lifts her hand taking them both into her grasp, Tuatha stunned tried to pull back but Sandel tightened her grip causing the metal together breaking it into pieces, Tuatha pulled back but Sandel grabs his wrist pulling him to her, 

 "I've seen it for you not to teach me it," 

Sandel pierced thought Tuathas body, he tried to grab her sword to find it to burn him, and she coated it in her virtue. Her strength stopped him from taking it. He choked up a pained cry reached for Sandel,

"How were you able to do that.That could only be for him,"

Tuatha meant Micheal, just to prideful to say it, Sandel thought she pulls her sword out of him letting him stumble holding at his wound glaring at Sandel, she rushed to him her sword close to his chest, he frantice stares into her silver eyes, shes cold filled with grief when she whispered to him in a soft, kind voice, 

"I had to learn for myself, Tuatha," 

She went to slice thought his form but a large crash came from behind them Sandel glanced behind finding Micheal laid on his knee with Peter rushing towards him, Sandel felt the adrenalin thought her vines taking a step back from Tuatha, light, shes so light. she stared at Tuatha, waiting for him to move, he didn't. He didn't try to attack her or move away from her, is he frozen. 

"What is this?"

Sandel muttered and looked to Peter, his hand stretched out for Micheal's throat. Sandel sprinted ahead her hand reached for his hand, she felt the heat around her and in her body she felt the rise, the burn the ach that came with it, she grabbed on to Peters hand stopping him.

"I stopped time," 

Sandel muttered, cleanted his hand, glaring at Peter, her eyes burned, staring at him, she didn't know why they were burning, he didn't warn her of this, 

"This is close to where we last where,"

Sandel told them having a small flame appear before them but the image stayed in the middle showing Sandel and peter glaring at each other, there eyes having there own enteral glow, Avalon held on to Damien analyzing the image before them, they looked like her and Blake, its so similar from there fight on the roof. Avalon memorized it, her arm almost shaking and had a hand kept her steady, 

"Avalon, it's the image?"

This caused the other three to look at her, Sandel moved to her, worried over her, let out,

"If you are not well rested, you won't fight them all, Avalon," 

Avalon gets off of Damien leaning towards Sandel with a confidant look on her face, 

"Sandel, I'm not all aware of all they can do, i almost died to one of them, but i want to see if you are able to take them down,"

Sandel stopped by her feet contemplating, she wants to see if she defeated them and sent them down herself. If Avalon wanted to know so much, then what would she think about it, 

"You want to see the end to find out if you can do the same, Avalon," 

Avalon couldn't help the grin on her face as she bends down to Sandel, Avalon already knew they where sent down by her, but she got intrigued by this and the image that set before her, it was them an anothor way. 

"Sort of yeah, it's to see what happened to you so i can lear from it,"

"Leaning more about them," Damein said 

They peered at him and saw him staring over the image, it was the same one burning, Sandel hummed, they have a point, Avalon didn't know much of the others and neither did they, this at least gives them a idea to see what they are facing, Sandel glanced at Liz and Luke, Liz leaned back in the chair almost asleep, Luke stared at her curiously listening to them,

"i suposse i can tell the rest,"