The Ravagers ships raced through the sky, its sleek form cutting through clouds as Angel glided alongside, a picture of both grace and power.
With unwavering resolve, the ships unleashed a barrage, setting up a precise grid and firing weapons meant to immobilize Angel.
In a swift response, the Angels brandished their long swords, effortlessly slicing through them.
Despite their impressive weaponry, the ships could only meet destruction, their metal bodies reduced to scattered wreckage amid smoke and flames.
Even the lowest-ranking Angel possessed strength beyond that of typical Asgardian, their Level 1 prowess making them formidable foes.
"Look at them go, zooming through the sky with such speed and power," one Ravenger marveled.
"Absolutely, they're worth every cent!" another agreed, excitement gleaming in their eyes at the thought of potential profits.
As the Ravagers ships crashed to the ground, they whispered amongst themselves, their fear masked by their relentless pursuit of wealth.
But which Revenger fears death when there are riches that awaits?
"Bring 'em down, but keep a few breathing'," one of the Revenger captain ordered, showing more interest in loot than lives.
The crew hesitated, unsure, while their captai Ravagers n's resolve faltered. Each ships was worth a pretty penny, a lot were destroyed.
Even though Angel was as strong as the divine, they weren't invincible, still prone to injury and death despite their celestial origins.
For the lower-level Angels, the high-tech weapons were a serious threat, capable of causing severe harm or worse. The spaceship bristled with weapons, and Yondo's ships boasted a deadly energy cannon, a real danger to these heavenly beings.
Crafted by the now-defunct Skrull Empire, these weapons had spread throughout the galaxy after the empire's fall. As battles raged on, Angels fell victim to the onslaught, their ethereal forms torn apart, staining the sky with blood before crashing to the earth.
Taking matters into his own hands, Yondo seized control of the energy cannon, unleashing its devastating power on an unsuspecting Angel.
With a resounding cry, he ordered his squadron to trap the celestial beings in a net-like grid, holding them back while fighting off attacks from higher-ranking Angels.
Seeing the Ravengers fighters dwindling and facing formidable Angelic forces, Yondo Yondo ordered a desperate retreat. With determination, they hastily fled back to their spacecraft, pursued relentlessly by mid-level Angels hindered by the ship's relentless firepower.
Amidst the chaos, the plunderers took advantage, capturing the wounded Angels and dragging them aboard the ship. Yondo, triumphant, eyed their captives—two battered but resilient low-level Angels.
"They sure fought hard," Yondo chuckled, impressed by their resilience as they struggled against their restraints. "That's a fortune right there!"
"Each one's worth a cool fifty million, and the other's gotta be at least a sixty million. With a haul like this, we'll be rolling in dough," he declared, already imagining the riches their capture would bring.
"This is our jackpot!" exclaimed Mia, excitement dancing in her eyes as she and her friends stumbled upon a majestic tree adorned with shimmering leaves, like golden pieces.
"Let's not waste any time!" urged Mark, feeling the urgency to explore further.
"Really?" Emily interjected, her curiosity sparked by the intricate patterns etched into the tree's bark.
As soon as the spaceship lifted off, Ethan spotted a figure outside. It was a man with messy blond hair tied back in a ponytail, strands falling over his forehead. Hamael, his expression stern, reached out and stopped the spacecraft in mid-air.
"Trying to run, huh," he muttered, disdain coloring his words.
"If I let you escape now, I'll never hear the end of it!" Hamael's voice was firm as he pushed down on the spaceship's hull.
Hamael pressed with such force that the spaceship's armor buckled under his touch.
"How is this even possible?" Ethan gasped, disbelief evident as alarms blared inside the spacecraft.
Yondo watched in disbelief as Hamael relentlessly attacked their ship, sweat forming on his forehead.
"How can this be? This armor is supposed to be impenetrable, designed by the best minds of the Skrull Empire..."
"Oh, no wonder it took so much energy!" Hamael realized, stepping into the breached hull with determination, swiftly dealing with the predators who dared to challenge him.
"Surrender now, or I'll end them both," Yondo threatened, aiming an energy cannon at the restrained Angels.
The tension was thick, the threat looming.
Unfazed, Hamael moved forward fearlessly, quickly neutralizing the attackers.
With Hamael closing in, Yondo abandoned his hesitation, ready to face his fate.
In a swift motion, Hamael's blade severed Yondo's arm, causing him to scream in agony, the energy cannon slipping from his grasp.
"Fuck!" Yondo gritted his teeth.
"I warned you," Hamael said calmly, showing no remorse.
Chuckling weakly through the pain, Yondo managed to say his final words.
"The Ravagers..."
But before he could finish, Hamael's sword silenced him forever.
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