Angels Do Weep

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 22

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{Mystic Doorbell }

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I brought down my sword and did like I was contemplating on his offer, after some few seconds I left the entrance signifying to them to do what they they came there to do.

” wise kid ” the leader said and continued their journey which I halted before, as they got to where I was standing and was about to pass beside me and enter into Tabitha’s room, I swiftly strike the leader with my sword but he quickly shielded it with his staff, all his crew brought a sword at once and the man with different attire also brought out his but it was bigger than the rest and he also has a shield.

I felt my spine tighten a bit with the fear that ran through my system.

The leader commanded them to charge at me and they all charged at me except the man in different attire who stood back smiling.

I wasn’t sure if I was strong in my human form to fight with evil ones not to talk of my conjured spiritual self.

They all attacked at once and I did great job in fighting them, I was even surprised that I could still fight up to that standard.

The sound of klink klink filled every where but only the ones in the spiritual realm could hear it, I made sure a wave of my sword taste the blood of at least two enemies, most of them weren’t skilled but some of them were, and they were given me problem.

All through the fight the leader and the man in different attire just stood where they were like spectators watching the battle.

When I was still an angel, I’ve defeated more than 150 evil ones at a go, that was the day Tabitha was born and they were even more stronger than the ones I was fighting currently.

And I didn’t procure any injury from them tho I was also having my armor on then.

The skilled fighter among the enemies had already given me a lot of mark, a slash on my face, countless on my back and chest but I was also doing my best to take down the ones I could.

With all my strength I defeated all of them but was very exhausted.

I knew I wouldn’t survive a blow from the leader or the man in different attire but I still stood there ready to fight them.

The leader and the man in different attire exchanged glance and they both smile, the leader hit his staff on the floor and the dead bodies of the defeated evil ones rose up again and all their injury healed.

The look on my face could easily be decipher to be fear.

But I noticed something, as the defeated ones rose, the facial expression of the man in different attire changed, it was like he was in a lot of pain, and after the healing of the rose up ones, his face turned pale.

I quickly made a quick calculation in my mind and the answer was that the man in different attire was the key in fully defeating the evil ones army, I’ve heard of such tricks whereby someone stand as a source of life support for others and they can only be defeated by taking down the life support.

The risen dead armies charged at me again but I was very weak to re demonstrate the replica of the first round.

Their sword was having great time of getting into my flesh than my sword was doing to theirs.

I was drawing the battle line backward,going bit by bit closer to the man in different attire.

I made it seem like I wasn’t interested in him and was doing some calculation on how I was going to bring him down at a go.

I could barely continue the fight as blood started oozing out of my mouth, I was dying and I knew it, I never knew I could bleed until that day, something that was suppose to be impossible, angel could only bleed when strike with the immortal sword, a weapon brother Lucifer stole when he rebelled against the supreme one.

But it was only one, so how their sword made me bled is a mystery I would like to solve if I survive the battle.

When I felt myself dying my sight getting blurred and my muscles,bones and flesh failing me, I conjured all the remaining strength in me and aimed my sword towards the man in different attire, I threw it and it was flipping in the air but slow motioned in my eye, it was kinda late before they knew what I was doing, the leader tried to use his sword to shield the sword but it was too late as the sword had already sank into the skull of the man in different attire, he fell down at once and died and all the armies with him except the leader.

The leader shouted with rage in his voice, his eye bloodily red, he raised the staff in hand up and it changed to a spare, he aimed it at me and before I could dodge it, it was already in my chest, its end protruding from my back.

I fell down and my eye shut itself, I opened my eye and find myself inside my room on the bed, blood littering the bedsheet.

” I’ve to save her ” I managed to say stretching my hands towards the door inside my room before I passed out.