Ezekiel knew he should’ve paid better attention to his mom. If he had, finding himself in the unfathomable Abaddon might have been a little easier to deal with. Zeke might have understood what he was about to face.<br><br>Instead he’s faced with the angel Haziel at the end of a sword, stuck in an existence he doesn’t know how to navigate, heading toward a war humanity had no knowledge of.<br><br>Haziel promises to see him safely through the battlefield. Along the way Zeke finds purpose and courage, grace and depravity. At his journey’s end, will Zeke want to leave his angel behind when the time comes?

Dandelion

He let Haziel sway for a moment. As the angel tilted forward, Zeke stepped with him and let momentum carry them. Haziel jerked but took that all-important step. A triumphant grunt was all Zeke had the concentration for.


The gargantuan spire of the Empyrean was their destination. It rose like a sun-bleached fir whose actual branches were lost in the low fog. Easy enough to follow until Zeke got them to the obsidian outer wall of the city.


While Zeke made Haziel shamble through the last of the battlefield, he saw more angels everywhere, engaged with the anomalous horde of demons. He thought he caught a glimpse of Peliel even, though he kept to his chosen path instead of hunting his friend down.


Chapter 53