The Power of Eyes

Panting breaths filled the empty space that was once heaven, the home of the angels and the benevolent. 

Before, it was the endless clashing of swords. But both Valak and Crocell had worn themselves out, so they needed to rest for a bit. A short truce.

Crocell wiped the slick black sweat oozing from his forehead. "Do you know….. hah…. What it is that you truly hold in your hand? The 'Evil Eye'..... Shaped like a Golden Apple….."

"I know….." Valak huffed out.

"But you don't know the possibilities it holds... In your hand is….. The Wisdom of the Creator….. The Fruit of Knowledge….. Hah….." Crocell chuckled breathlessly. "When Adam and Eve were in Eden, they only knew how to take food from their surroundings. Sleep under the trees. They did not know how to create, did not know what fire even was."