I scoop her up and run back toward the gate as fast as I can. Looking back I see Beelzebub grab Lilith and they appear at Hell’s gate before Michael can reach them.
He looks back and only one Knight is left on the field that he quickly dispatches by hacking it into pieces.
When I reach the portal, Michael is right behind me and we pass through it together. As soon as we get to Heaven, Michael takes Frida’s body from me. “Follow me,” he says as he quickly runs ahead.
We arrive at the training ground. He flares hiswings out and with a mighty flap takes off. Shifting I follow and after a couple minutes we land in front of a large black marble door with a huge sigil covering it.
He speaks something Enochian and the sigil vanishes and the door opens. Walking in there is a large circle on the floor with a seven pointed star and angelic symbols all over it. He places Frida in the middle of the star.
“Evander, come here,” he commands. I walk up to them. “Kneel down, place your hands here and repeat after me, Atha Mehelah,” he says, as he pulls Rathor’s arm free of her chest, laying it down across her. He puts one hand on her stomach and the other on her forehead.
“Atha Mehelah, what does that mean?” I ask.
“It means release her in Enochian, say it together with me.”
We began to chant, “Atha Mehelah…Atha Mehelah…Atha Mehelah.” The sigils begin to glow and a loud humming noise fills the room as we continue to chant.
“I need you to give full control to Fenrir,” he shouts over the hum. I follow command and let Fenrir take over as we continue chanting. Soon we feel a familiar presence, as a soothing warmth begins to envelop us.
Rathor’s arm disintegrates and a golden ball of light slowly rises from the ash and we hear a voice.
“Fenrir,” it says.
“Serafine is that you?” Fenrir replies.
“Yes, what happened, where is Frida?” Serafine asks as the light takes the form of a large wolf.
“She has passed on to stand before God for resolution,” Michael says.
“I need to be with her, Fenrir we will meet again, knowthat I will always love you,” Serafine murmurs, walking over to us and kissing us on the cheek. “And Evander, I will let Frida know that you survived and it was you who freed me,” she says as her light brightens and her form compresses into the ball and vanishes.
An overwhelming sadness washes over Fenrir and yet also a calmness, knowing that his soulmate is free and at peace.
“How was this possible?” I ask Michael, shifting back.
“The only reason we were able to free her is your love for her, Fenrir. That bond is the only thing that was strong enough to free her soul from Rathor’s soul trap,” he mutters. “If you two weren’t soulmates she would have been lost forever. And the only thing that prevented his arm from getting destroyed was the fact that it is what held all of the souls he absorbed. So without knowing it you did exactly what you needed to in order to save Serafine,” he finishes.
“So what happens with her now?” I ask.
“Serafine will join Frida in whatever decision they make,” he replies.
FRIDA
A bright light assaults my eyes. I am in a beautiful garden, full of flowers and trees. It’s peaceful here, but something isn’t right. I feel as if a part of me is missing, but I can’t put my finger on it right away.
It doesn’t take long for the flashbacks to hit. I wander aimlessly as scenes play out in my mind. The battle, Rathor’s arm, Evander, Sera. My chest tightens and I fall to my knees, gasping.
Sera is no longer with me. She sacrificed herself just so I could say goodbye to my soulmate.
“Hello?” I mumble, looking around for anyone else. But I am alone. Sighing, I plop down onto the ground, and lift my face to the light. I never imagined myself here.
I never wanted to leave Evander the way I did, but dying in battle again is the only way I would’ve wanted to go. It’s an honorable death. One my people would have been proud of.
I was one of the lucky ones to be chosen as a warrior for God.
But losing Sera…
“Frida,” someone nearby says in a booming voice.
