Chapter 67 : Angel was about to kill
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Dread was the knowledge that no matter what they did, none of them were going to make it out alive.
Vin stood there, frozen with dread, his eyes shaky, unfocused… His mouth dry, and his throat burning with vomit that his body was barely holding back.
He could barely make out his comrade's words…
"We need to keep fighting… Hope that Griselda gets back soon with the powerful angel from Heaven."
"Oh? A powerful angel, coming here?" Kokabiel asked from across the room, the rift that had just swallowed up Excalibur Nightmare closing, "Well, that wouldn't do… Even if we had a fight, it wouldn't nearly be enough to stir the pot. Guess I'm on a timer, then."
Kokabiel smirked darkly, "Oh well…"
The next moment, he was above everyone' heads, two blades already in his hands.
Quickly everyone scattered away as Kokabiel dove to the ground at their feet, his blades hissing out like vipers as they tore through the air. One of the blades licked against Vin's left leg, as Vin screamed out, the feeling of the blade slicing and burning his wound as it effortlessly separated flesh.
"Vin!"
The boy looked up to see the impossibly tall Fallen Angel bearing down on him, one arm already raised, a blade humming in lust, lusting after nothing more than to end the boy's life.
Right as Kokabiel was about to swing his weapon, Ethan darted behind him, Excalibur Rapidly already cocked back and ready to deliver a swing to sever the man's neck.
What happened next would be a memory that was forever burned into the front of Vin's subconscious...
All around, time seemed to slow, as Kokabiel turned his gaze of his shoulder to lock eyes with Ethan, the determined and ferocious expression on the ginger's face shifting to absolute fear, as the hand meant to swing at Vin was brought over the Fallen's shoulder to point at Ethan's face. The light sword rapidly deforming into a pool of energy, before quickly reforming into a spear that shot out from Kokabiel's palm.
Excalibur Rapidly was fast, but at that moment, neither it nor Ethan were fast enough…
The light spear burst through Ethan's head, exploding his entire upper torso like a fleshy balloon, spraying blood and grey matter all over everyone. Ethan's deformed corpse hit the wall with a splat, an impossible amount of red streaking everywhere.
Vin stared down in abject horror, his voice failing him in that moment, as an animalistic wail bellowed out from beside him.
"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!"
Jafar blitzed towards Kokabiel, his ever-calm, collected, relaxed face torn to splitters, showing the raw, guttural fury lying under the surface. His light-sword flickering to life, as he swung with all his might…
Kokabiel stopped it with his fingertips, flicking his finger up, and sending Jafar shooting into the wall, the young man hitting his head on the wall, a trail of blood streaking down the wall alongside his unconscious body.
Vin could barely sense the world around him at that point, his vision gaining dark, hazy edges, and his hearing becoming muffled. At one point, Vin heard the muffled, tearful scream of Xenovia as she charged in, only to be thrown across the chapel, landing near the entrance of the church, Excalibur thankfully still gripped in her hands.
Vin looked down at the blood at his feet... so, so much blood… That was what his friend was reduced to… His friend... Ethan... Sweet, happy, little Ethan…
Vin's eyes welled up with tears, his pupils shaking in horror, but also with something more…
Rage.
An anger that he never felt before, he wanted nothing more in the entire world but to make this bastard pay. He wanted to rip the sneering, evil man in front of him to bloody fucking shreds, inflict the same brutal death upon him that he did to Ethan…
[Then why don't you?]
Vin stopped for a moment, taken aback by the intrusive voice in his head.
[He killed one of your kin, no? Should you not fight back? Should you not inflict a thousand deaths upon the vile creature in front of you?! Do you not desire the power to do so?]
Yes. Yes he did. More than anything…
[Then I shall heed your call, child.]
Vin looked down at his blood-stained hands, and saw that his rings began to glow, quickly, that glow overtook their entire form, as they began to change shape, the lift faded from his fingers, and the same burning sensation as ever began to cover his feet and shins. A final burst of light roused something within him, a flood of memories cascaded into his brain all at once, nine months of dreams, all breaking through the surface of his mind, and making their way back into his memory.
In that moment, it nearly drew him to insanity, but nevertheless, as the Sacred Gear finally took complete shape, as a pair of knee-high, crystal-armored grieves and boots, each outside ankle adorned with an amber gem, Vin knew exactly what to do.
Raising himself to his feet, Vin let loose a barbaric howl, and slammed his foot into the ground.
The next moment, every surface in the cathedral was covered in crystals, countless stalactites shooting out at Kokabiel from all sides making the Fallen use all his appendages to slice away the iridescent barrage of minerals.
Eventually, Kokabiel managed to slice through most of the attacks, but at the very last moment, a single small shard sliced it's way across Kokabiel's cheek, leaving a flush, shallow cut across the Fallen Angel's cheek.
Kokabiel froze, and raised a hand to his face, looking at the tiny amount of crimson on his fingertips, the Fallen's killing intent doubled.
For a moment, it seemed like the Fallen Angel was about to kill Vin straight away, his sword already prepared to finish the job, but at the eleventh hour, another bright white projectile flashed across the arena, forcing Kokabiel to leap away from Vin, using his swords to defend from an arcing blade of light shot at him.
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