Aramis circled arround, and let Gean fly by her own mean. He flew behind Mordreth, and with a golden punch on his back, was able to remove the sword from his body. Looking at a troubled demon.
''Mordreth, no doubt in my mind that this sword could be of healing for you, but now is not the time for such actions''. Throwing back the scimitars to Mordreth.
''Prepare yourself, he is coming once more''.
Thinking back to Ereshkigal. He had but a few words to say to her, of great importance.
''... a vengeful spirit in search of complete destruction. Slay him, and take his place as queen of Hell. And rule well''.
Mordeth fell forward and gasped for breathe "you bastard.." he got up and steadied himself and ran at Azreil, his blades being parried at each slice
Azreil laughed "you can't stop me...i'm as close to your old god as his son was! i'm immortal!" he sliced one of his scimitars through the air and sliced Mordeth's cheek open, the same one where he was cut from his punishment
''It is true, Mordreth. As long as Ereshkigal doesn't decide her fate and of her husband's, I'm afraid we can only delay him.''
Rushing forward he hit Azriel with his elbow, which made him fly down a bit.
Tending his hand, Aramis healed the cheek before the flesh completely fell off.
''We are but a distraction, but at least he will not go any further''.
Mordeth stood straight and smiled, his trench flowing gently as a breeze passed by "well, we better keep distracting him or we're screwed." he pulled off his pentagram and threw it at Azreil
Azreil's eyes widened and duck a little too late. the pentagram cut his cheek deeply and took some of his white hair "so, you are better than i thought. but i think your out of tricks" he charged them and threw Mordeth on the ground, slamming his face into the dirt
Mordeth lifted himself up and plunged his blades in Azreil's chest, forcing them out his back.
Azreil laughed, stabbing behind him and in front of him, both blades hitting their targets. "it doesn't work that way...i won't die!" he pushed himself off of Aramis' blade and fell forward but stood up quickly
The celestial smiled at the name, "Metatron?" A cynical laughter echoed from behind the blackened helmet. In a mere inaudible whisper he hushed, "there is no Metatron here." He turned to face the imprisoned Angels who gaze with atrocity at the arrival of demon army. Turning to look at the demon army he spoke aloud as if to instill the angels with fervor, "How many battles have you fought and lost on account of the inadequacy of your generals? Not any more. You will fight along side my great soldiers and at your discretion." He rose his hand, and broke the bonds that tied them, and armed them for combat. "Fight to destroy the demons, or" he turned and extended his arms out, "kill me, and serve them." The angels looked at each other and then back to the celestial. With faces wrinkled in anger they let out a deafening war and charged the demon army. The odds were good for the angels nearly tripling the demon army. The servants of the celestial began to charge after the last angel but he held them all back. "Assist them only when they have become engaged." He looked on the battle with pleasure, "fight them demons as your blood lust commands you."
Gean shook her head and watched in silent horror. "Why... Why are we still fighting?" She scanned the ground, her eyes coming to rest on a single limp body laying on the ground. Her heart sank and she flew over to the fallen angel. Gean knelt down by Nakir's corpse and took the angle into her arms. "Nakir.... Oh god Nakir.." Her eyes widened and she took the the sky, taking Nakir's body with her. She dove down into hell, appearing at Ereshkigal's feet. "My lady... I need your help... Please I know you have the power.."
Ereshkigal looked sadly down at Nakir. "She gave her trust and her life to her people... But her heart and lust stood in the way."
Gean shook her head. "No!... I have an idea but I need your magic... Please."
Ereshkigal sighed and stood, picking Nakir up and running her hand over the angel's cheek. "Never have I normally would have helped an angel." She looked over at Satan "Do you trust in me my love?"
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serg knelt down waiting as behind him, the soil exploded and out came delg, a large beast, at least four times behemoth's size. his scales shimmered and seemed to change color momentarily before subsiding into a dark red. his fierce gaze rested on serg and he let out a roar, momentarily deafening everyone nearby. serg jumped backwards and landed on delg's back. serg gave a snarl and pointed at azreil. delg came to a stance of readiness, before giving one final roar and letting out a great big fireball.
Aramis and Mordreth were fighting Azriel. But nothing would happen. He could not die, nor could Aramis, who was starting to get scared for Mordreth. His will to fight was unmatched even by him, and his wounds, many they were, did not heal as fast as before. He knew Mordreth grew tired.
Aramis made one last attempt to contact Ereshkigal.
''Queen of Hell, distract Satan from battle. Make him lose focus and the world might still be saved. Cut the connexion between him and Azriel, so I can cut off Azriel's head and end his tyranny.''
With a beautifully executed swrord exchange, Aramis turned to the doors of Heaven. An army was marching. Angels.
''Mordreth, have you got it in you to continue the battle without me for awhile?''
Aramis approached the marching army, which stopped.
''There is no need for this. Go back inside. Do not let vengence claim your hearts. Too long it did. See with purity, see with eyes of angels and demons, for they are the same. Do not force me to attack you. But listen to my words of wisdom. No matter what you think, demons were never your enemies. Nor were you to them. It was an illusion. The real danger is the one called Azriel, the one fighting and the one controling him. As, on your side, Metatron. Both are going to create a massacre, and will you follow their madness? You have free will in this, as any. Use it! And I will myself help you fight what is to come!''.
Aramis stopped talking, but could hear some agreeing with him amongst the angels.
Turning his head, he saw a great fireball clashing on Azriel and Mordreth.
Satan looked at his wife, still watching the battle "do what you must, but get that fairy out of my sight!" he spit on the floor by Gean's feet and looked away
Mordeth got up and readied himself for Azreil's attack but was shocked as a swarm of angels came after him. he killed those that tried to take him down and found himself facing Azreil again
Azreil looked at his men and ordered them to attack the angels while summoning more lost souls to aid the battle. he looked at Mordeth and smiled "too bad you couldn't be in charge of the army when a battle like this took place. i mean just imagine the bloodshed this will end up in" he laughed and charged at Mordeth. he looked ove rand seen the GIANT FIRE BALL coming at him. he growled and ran to the side, feeling it burn him against his back "damned dragons!"
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The angels stopped moving, and Aramis started breathing once again. Some were returning back inside.
''Mordreth, it is allright. Leave the angels be''.
Using mental communications.
''Mordreth, you need to talk to your army. Make them see reason. Use the strenght inside you. I know you have it, I can feel it. You are the only person they have in their hearts except Azriel and themselves. You can change the entire written history.''