Back to the past. Pt7

Question mark signs kept blaring in Kelvin's mind.

Godly or not, Uriel was determined to end this conflict. “Go, my champion. Be prepared for anything. Find her weakness and exploit it.” he commanded

“I shall not fail you my lord.” the champion said before stepping forward.

Uriel’s champion was much smaller than Ramiel’s and was armed with only a golden scepter with a large diamond ornament radiating arcane power.

His ivory wings protruded from the back of his golden robes as he stepped forward to face Zafira.

The angel wasted no time with formalities or chivalry, he immediately pointed his scepter at her and fired a massive beam of blinding light.

She merely stood in place, her hand deflected Heaven’s magic as if she was shading her eyes from a gentle ray of sunlight.

Focusing more power into his scepter, the angel fired again, releasing a larger beam that tore at the ground along its path.