Standing only a few feet in front of Elisabeth, I knew that there was no way that I could get to her without the threat of death, and she knew it, too.The truth of our situation was there in her hazel gaze, and whoever these four demons were, they weren’t lackeys, something else that she was very aware of.
“Do you love me?”I asked as the battle behind me grew louder, more violent.
Elisabeth nodded.“Yes.”
“Are you going to love me forever?”
Tears immediately sprang to her eyes.“Yes.”
It was enough.
In fact, it was more than enough.
Chapter 27
Elisabeth~
I watched as Lazarus raised his sword, then went after the four Dominions that surrounded me.Credit to him, Eligos was engaged in the battle on the other side of the chasm, but he had to be.With Michael leading the charge, Hell needed its strongest to hold him back, something that was futile to say the least.
Dominions also weren’t that strong, but Lazarus didn’t know that.In Heaven, their counterparts were responsible for overseeing the duties dolled out to the lower-level angels, but in Hell, they oversaw all demonic legions, which was why they were here.For the lack of a better analogy, they were like coaches, their teams always in the finals.
I was also bound, something that Lazarus couldn’t see from where he was fighting, but I was hoping that he was smart enough to realize that something was up.He had to know that I’d never leave him on his own if I could help it.As soon as Eligos had snatched me from the other side of the chasm, I’d been shrouded in darkness, and it hadn’t been until my feet had landed in this spot that I’d been able to witness the wreckage happening across from me.
It was also then that I’d noticed that I’d been bound somehow.Looking at me, I wasn’t tied to a chair, a post, or anything like that.I was simply standing still, surrounded by evil, my limbs immobile, rendering me powerless, and I didn’t know why.While Ramiel had mentioned that I could die, he hadn’t said anything about being trapped in a useless state, and if I got out of this alive, then we were going to have a conversation about that.
Of course, torture came in many different versions, and I could honestly say that watching Lazarus kill a demon-only to have another immediately take its place-was definitely a form of torture.Even if we’d been on a different plain of existence, souls got tired, too.They became weary, exhausted, disenchanted, and anything else that you could name under the sun.
Just ask the single mother.
There was also the bleeding that was concerning.While it didn’t seem as if they’d done any real damage, when I’d been cut, it’d been deep enough to keep a steady stream of crimson flowing down my chest, and bleeding out was bleeding out, no matter how fast or slow.Yeah, on earth, my wound would eventually coagulate, but I had no idea what the rules were here.Luckily, I wasn’t feeling lightheaded or anything like that yet.
I wasn’t sure how long I watched Lazarus lose the fight, but I knew that he wasn’t going to be able to keep this up for much longer.The entire battle was a push and pull that would never end if I didn’t do something about it, I just didn’t know what.When Ramiel had divulged our destinies, I hadn’t imagined this.Instead, I had pictured me fighting right alongside Lazarus and everyone else.I had envisioned myself a sort of Joan of Arc, leading the troops to victory.I hadn’t ever suspected that I’d be rendered useless during the fight, and now I needed to find a way out of this.
Just then, that voice spoke to me again, saying, “Remember why you are here.Remember who you are and what you represent, Elisheva.Remember everything that you know.”
As sure as I knew my own name, I knew that it was God talking to me.I knew that it was Him talking to me because that wave of peace was flowing through my body again, and everything around me turned inconsequential.When Eligos had taken me, I’d made the mistake of letting Lazarus and the fight distract me again, and that had probably been their plan all along.
