This is a mythical ritual, solemn and dignified.
It descended from the heavens, seemingly a messenger of God, yet perhaps a betrayer of faith, surrounded by steel feathers like countless descending sharp swords, ready to judge all the guilty.
Selyu could only stand as an observer and witness it all, watching quietly as the dark angel slowly landed upon the shattered body of Lorenzo.
It seemed to be the Death God from the myth, coming to take away this lost soul, yet also as if it came to save it, though this gift originated from the Devil.
Lorenzo was not dead yet, at the last moment, the Secret Blood broke through the threshold, and he had entered into demonization. To completely kill a Demon, the heart and brain must be destroyed.
The deforming growth of power left him lingering at the edge of life, while the Silver Binding Bolt rapidly disintegrated, scalding Holy Silver mixed into his blood, accelerating his death.
Destruction and rebirth coexist.
