Page 87 of Grave Revelations (Prophecies of Angels and Demons #3)

Chapter 86

Angeliki

Angeliki called lightning down, sending it spider-veining across the sky, but try as she might, there were too many demons and not enough of her coven.

“Thalia!” she yelled over the howl of wind and the screams of the humans far below. “Tell our sisters to get back. I’m going to send a wave over them.”

“You’ll kill the humans,” Thalia shouted back.

“They are possessed. They cannot be saved!”

Thalia looked dubious, but she nodded, shouting down the line of sister witches perched atop the cliff overlooking the town of Bath.

Humans ran screaming in all directions as demons dove for them, and Angeliki raised her hands once more, prepared to call the sea and wash them all away. She never imagined she would find herself on this side of the war at the end of the world, but the demons were too numerous, and the humans were sheep to be herded. If they were gone, there would be nothing to draw the attention of the demons.

A hum started as her sisters raised their hands, singing to the sea. It answered, a wave swelling high overhead .

One of her sisters screamed and fell to the ground. The others followed suit, dropping their hands to duck and cower. As the wave crashed harmlessly into the ocean, thick rain clouds parted, and she saw them.

Massive balls of flame barreling straight for them.

She threw herself down, hands flying overhead as the ground shook. Enormous creatures landed atop the hill all around them.

Angeliki looked up and dropped in supplication, lowering her head to mud.

“Rise, child,” a voice boomed far overhead.

She shook her head, pressing herself down, making herself flat against the earth.

The rain had stopped, winds dying to a light breeze, and in the silence that followed, she realized there were no screams, no wails. She lifted her head, marveling at the surrounding stillness. Slowly, Angeliki sat up, her gaze trailing the length of the creature, brightly lit, stretching up toward Heaven.

“Father?” she asked. He knelt, took a knee, and shrank to the size of a very tall human, holding out a hand. “No, child. I am Phanuel.”