Stepping off, I kick him with my foot rolling him over onto his back, reaching down, grabbing him by the throat. I drag him to his feet as he attempts to swing his sword, but ultimately drops it, unable to hold it, since the flesh on his arms is stripped to the bone.
With my free claws, I drive it through his chest plate and rip out three of his ribs. He tries to scream, but it’s drowned in blood beneath my grasp. A whimpered gurgle is all that escapes his blood-soaked lips.
Letting go of his throat he falls to his knees, looking at me and attempts to speak, but I bite down on his throat and rip itout, exposing his spine. I then reach down and grab his sword and with one quick swing I decapitate him.
I then turn the blade and drive it into his chest and can’t help but grin as the flames devour his soul.
Looking back at the two angels, I cross my arms. “Go back and tell them what happened here,” I say, shifting back and heading out into Purgatory.
As I approach the gate to Hell, the smell of death and decay is suffocating. I hear a faint clapping, followed by that voice I heard last night.
“Now that was the most spectacular Archangel death I’ve seen. Are you sure you’re on the right side?”
“Lilith,” I snap, running toward her. “Where is she, where is Frida?”
“Stop right there,” she demands, sharply. “Any closer and I’ll see to it she dies, slowly, excruciatingly.”
Sliding to a stop a few feet from her, I demand, “Where is she?”
“They’ll be along soon enough, don’t worry about that. Let’s talk about you, you’re not like the rest of them are you? No, you’re much stronger, and that wolf you have, beautiful,” she says, as she disappears and reappears behind me, running her hand over my shoulder. “What would it take for you to join me?”
Grabbing her wrist, I toss it away. “There is nothing that you could do or say that will ever get me to forget what you did to Frida,” I reply with anger bleeding from my tone and gritted teeth.
“Play nice now, I admit that I do enjoy the exquisite sensations from feeling someone else’s blood all over me. Augh, I’mgetting wet just thinking about it,” she moans as she circles me, trying to run her hands down my chest to my crotch.
Pushing her back, I shout. “Where is she? This is your last warning, demon bitch.”
“Oh you’re no fun, but you have a fire to you that’s just irresistible. Delicious.”
“Kill her, Evander. Kill her. I need to feed on her soul,”Fenrir shouts, pushing for control.
“No, we don’t know where they are keeping Frida and Serafine. Calm down, I’ve got this.”
“Chatting with your little wolf are you? Yeah, Rathor does that every now and then too. I bet he is just itching to meet me,” she says with a little laugh. “Oh look at that, it seems like our time is going to get cut short.” She smirks, looking toward Hell’s gate.
The black flaming vortex at the center begins to swirl as painful cries of the damned, pierce its vale and ring out across Purgatory.
That’s when I see Frida, chained, bruised and bloodied, being escorted by four of Lucifer’s Generals. The two hulking figures in front, dressed in black steel demonic armor, pull on the black jagged chains binding Frida.
As another two, leaner with webbed leathery dragon-like wings and twisting red horns with similar armor follow behind holding long spears, the tips shimmering a deep red, of which they use to force her forward.
Thenheemerges, that beast-like man, his right arm black with gleaming red obsidian and long scar across his chest.
Rathor.
Chapter 16
“You must be, Evander, I’ve heard so much about you. Supposedly, you’re the one that killed Mammon,” Rathor remarks, looking me over.
Lilith runs her hands across my chest. “Don’t fucking touch me,” I growl and she laughs, ignoring me.
“I see you brought some friends along,” she says to Rathor, grinning. “Let’s see, we have Molech on the left and Dagon on the right, holding my plaything. Oh, is that Belialand Mazikeen in the back? I see you weren’t playing around, taking some of my best,” she remarks, glancing at Rathor.
“Who said you could talk, you fucking whore, get over here,” he snaps.
“You should know that this one just dispa-” she shouts just before Rathor cuts her off.
“I said get over here. NOW!” he barks.
