Despite the impending doom, Raziel still chuckled.
"This guy…" He stared straight at Atticus. "You're making me like you more and more. I'll become addicted."
"…"
He smiled when Atticus didn't respond. As his head began to tilt…
"There's no way our story's ending this fast. Switch."
The glow vanished from his eyes, and his lifeless head and body plummeted from the skies.
Atticus narrowed his eyes.
'What was that?'
At the very last moment, just as Raziel's eyes dimmed, Atticus had felt a chill crawl across his senses. And now, Raziel's body was empty. He tried to absorb, but there was nothing there!
'Grandpa.'
His gaze snapped toward the ongoing battle in the distance. Though the god had been killed, his champion hadn't vanished.
He stood rigid before the tense Magnus and Kiara, eyes flickering violently. Atticus' eyes widened.
'He's switching bodies!'
