Page 125 of Bellamy

“Ah, my dear old dad fucked you too, did he? He really got around.”

“Like father, like son.” Raziel dove in for the attack.

I was anticipating it, though, and dodged. The other angels attacked simultaneously. They weren’t playing games tonight. They were out for blood. I slashed one across the chest, making her stumble back a step. As Raziel lunged forward again, I had no choice but to block the hit.

It left my left flank wide open. The third angel attacked. I swatted at him with my wing, but he sliced at my feathers. The pain hurt like a bitch. Raziel kicked me in the stomach, knocking me off balance.

His sword came down at my head.

Phoenix materialized in front of me right before contact and sent Raziel backward with a blast of energy from his palm. He then sent the other angel flying the same way. He crashed into Sirena, who wasted no time before shoving her spear through his neck.

“You okay?” Phoenix asked, taking a defensive stance beside me. “Looked like you needed help.”

“Me? Need help from you?” I faced Raziel again, who had shoved back to his feet. “I had it under control.”

“Looked like you were moments away from biting the dust to me.”

I didn’t have a chance to respond. Raziel and I clashed in midair, swords sparking as they met. Phoenix blinked around us, slicing at fallen angels who tried to come at me before reappearing in a different area to do the same.

“Enough of this shit,” I growled. My wing hurt from where it had been cut, but I gritted my teeth and used my wings to propel me forward, slamming into Raziel’s chest. He stumbled back, and I took advantage of his falter to stab him, my blade going through his rib cage.

I had pierced his heart.

“I’ll see you… in the pit,” Raziel wheezed, dropping to his knees. “Your soul is damned… just like… mine.”

“Maybe.” I twisted the blade inside him. “But it won’t be today.”

The fallen angel slumped forward. Thunder crashed above us as he died. I pulled my sword free.

“Careful,” Phoenix said, putting an arm around me. “You’re hurt.”

That’s when I noticed the blood running down my stomach. Sometime during the fight, I had been slashed. The gash didn’t look deep though.

“Ah, this is nothing. I’ve had worse.”

Phoenix held me closer. “Why is it every time there’s a fight, I find you bleeding? And you were worried aboutme. You big idiot.”

“Anyone have eyes on Belphegor?”Alastair projected into all my brothers’ minds. He was still fighting Asa.

I looked around the clearing and spotted him.“He’s fighting Laz.”

“Guys?”Gray said.“Sloth’s being a butthead. I… I can’t…”

He fell to his knees as his sin took him over. Goddammit, he was too far away for me to reach him in time.

Mason, noticing Gray collapse, picked him up and shot at an approaching Fallen.

“Hawk’s got him,”Galen responded before barreling into a group of enemies. He didn’t tear them apart as easily as he did demons, but feathers exploded in the air as he ripped one of the Fallen’s wings off. Blood splattered the ground below him.

The battle wasn’t the most intense we’d fought, but it definitely kept us busy. Fighting fallen angels was a lot more difficult than killing monsters, shades, and demons.

As Alastair and Asa’s blades clashed, my brother strained to keep a grip on his weapon.

“You think you’re any match against me when I wield this sword?” Asa spat at him. “Wait. What am I saying? Ofcourseyou think you can defeat me. Your sin won’t allow you to believe any less. But don’t you know? Pride comes before the fall.”

Alastair’s sword snapped in two.

Light Bringer came down at his face, and he blocked with one of the broken pieces of his blade. Asa’s sword broke through his hold and dug into the top of his shoulder.