BOOM!
The thunderous roar echoed just as Ethan finished speaking—and without a second of hesitation, he charged straight at Lucivar and Gabriel. Seeing this, Ataneya, Namyanna, and Andona didn't waste a heartbeat either. They launched into the fray, diving headfirst into battle.
Charging straight at the enemy.
"You're asking for it!" Gabriel snarled, his mask of civility shattering in an instant. Lucivar's expression twisted with rage too, their eyes now burning with pure, murderous intent.
"Fine. If you're so eager to die, we'll be happy to oblige."
"Lucivar, go! Don't hold back because of Andona. She's a traitor to our kind—she doesn't deserve to live!" Gabriel's voice was ice-cold, his words slicing through the air like a blade.
Then, in a blur of motion, he vanished—teleporting, or something close to it—and reappeared right in front of Andona, striking without mercy.
CLANG!
The Angelblade was drawn, erupting in a blaze of divine fire.
