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Prologue: The Crossing.
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"Ugh," Ami grunted as she tripped over her cat and glared down at it. "Frisky! Don't get in my way like that!"
The cat looked at her in the way that only cats could; with utter disdain, before slinking away to some calm resting spot where she could rest in peace. Ami, in the meantime, started getting her books ready for college. A tall girl at around 5,10, with long brown hair tied into a ponytail, she still found it easy to trip over things.
It took some time, but she still managed to make it with a little time to spare, and slammed the door shut behind her, well groomed and well dressed in a pair of black, neat trousers, a white shirt and a brown jacket.
A tall boy awaited her outside, with short brown hair, glasses on his nose, and wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. Clearly he was taking advantage of the summer weather while it lasted into September. He had a phone to his ear as he paced up and down the pavement.
"Yeah, Jess. OK. Yeah it was good. Oh, remember when Kelly fell in the puddle? What was it she tripped over? Oh that's right. She tripped over her own feet. Yeah, yeah. I'll talk to you later. See ya."
Damon flipped the phone shut and put it back in his pocket, then looked at Ami. "Oh. You ready to go?"
"I was ready ten minutes ago." Ami didn't look too pleased. "I'm gonna be late for college, Damon. Come on, come on."
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Jess drank her coffee quite fast, her hands shaking from nerves. Her first day of college had come, and she didn't want it one bit. She had selected some crappy geography course she hated, under immense pressure from her family.
When where she really wanted to be was back in England with Damon and the others. The week she had spent there she had felt more at home than she did in her own home back in Wisconsin. She so desperately wanted to go back there. After she came back from England, her dad and grandmother had practically put her under house arrest.
Standing up from her now empty coffee cup, she decided to leave with a sad sigh.
As she stepped outside, a cold feeling touched the back of her neck. She clenched her shoulder muscles and looked up.
Snow?! There was snow falling from the sky! Proper thick stuff too. A small layer had already built up on the ground. Snow in September? The weather forecast sure hadn't seen this coming.
Shouldering her bag, she walked on.
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Tia sighed as she sipped her second cup of coffee that morning. It would be time for work in a few hours. Joy. More people with nothing better to do in their lives but complain about something she couldn't change.
She brushed her dark hair back from her face as she glanced at a book on the table that she couldn't be bothered to read. She would have been online, but her computer was broken. And the people she had called to fix it hadn't been able to help.
There was a bitter irony in that.
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Kelly fell over a shoe and fell spread eagled on the ground. "Fuck's sake!" she raged brutally, standing up and kicking the offending shoe into a corner with all the vigor she could muster.
Why was it again that Jess, Tia, Mark, Damon and Ami had had to stay here again? There was a perfectly good hostel down the road they could park their asses in but muggins had had to offer them a place in her house like a good little hostess.
Then the beer had gone and the lot of them with it. Ignorant bastards had left a mess and a hangover in their wake and Velcro certainly wasn't gonna clean it up.
Kelly looked outside. What on earth?! It was snowing. Thanks a lot, Mother Nature.
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Jess looked outside. The snow was growing stronger, and a howling wind was picking up and whipping the blanket of powdery snow around the gates and the school grounds. It was almost like a blizzard had started to form. And it was getting stronger by the minute.
Jess looked back to her teacher, who was lecturing about tectonic plates or something like that. Whatever it was, Jess didn't care. She was enraptured by the unseasonable snowstorm.
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Vikki glanced around Wisconsin as she stepped through the rift in space. Her eyes were emotionless as she pushed her dark red hair out of her eyes. Her short form was a deceptive shell for her incredible power within
"Spare no one."
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Sonny glanced around the streets of Manchester, before looking at a fallen angel who was shivering with nerves. Of average height and with his dark red hair, he looked weak in comparison to the frightened six foot tall angel, but he had earned his second in command rank and wore it with pride.
"Look, just stay strong, alright. This won't take long, and human weapons can't harm you. Let's hurry up and get this done."
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Mandi smelled the pollution of Dallas, Texas as she stepped through the rift and turned away from the smell. These poor creatures didn't even know what they were doing to themselves, and now this was to be brought upon them.
She looked at the group of fallen angels behind her. This was the part she hated the most. The part she had been dreading since the plans had been made.
"Kill them quickly. Torture will not be tolerated."
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Jess yelled as the window shattered and snow flurried in rapidly. Two... three figures came flying in! Two on white angel's wings and another on pink tinted wings! The fuck was going on?!
One of them.. the woman with pink tinted wings looked at Jess with an emotionless stare, then turned to look at the others and drew a pair of wickedly sharp zai, before looking at the tacher, a middle aged man, with the barest flicker of a smile, before sending a sai spinning at him.
The man didn't even have time to duck as the pronged blade flew forward and impaled him through the throat with startling dexterity. The man thrashed for a moment as his blood spilled, but The winged woman stood up straight and smiled as she brushed a strand of dark red hair from her eyes and smiled again, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply.
"First blood," she whispered.
Then the screaming started and the students began piling out the door, becoming crushed together in their terrified efforts to escape.
The woman walked calmly over to the dead professor pinned to the wall, and ripped out the bloody sai, letting him slump to the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the wall as she turned to the students, some of whom were still crammed in the doorway, screaming and crying as the three winged figures mercilessly exterminated them.
Jess felt an agonising pain in her head and grunted as she fell back against the wall. Oh god she couldn't faint now. No no, she would die. Every ounce of instinct told her to resist the weakness... until a voice entered her head.
"It's not time for you to die yet..."
Everything fell into oblivion as she lost all sense of consciousness.
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Carefully stepping over patches of snow as the rest of the class milled around them, Ami and Damon left college.
"I'm so tired..." yawned Damon.
"Get used to it," Ami remarked with a shrug. "You'll be here a lot."
"Comforting as ever, Ami," sighed Damon, rolling his eyes. Ami responded with another shrug and they continued on.
Just then Ami's phone rang, and, sitting down on a snowy bench with her jacket as a blanket, she answered it.
"Hello, Ami speaking. Oh hey Mark? Huh? Calm down. What?! Look... c-calm down alright? I don't understand you. Are you saying that there are- Mark you're scaring me now."
A heart-rending scream ended the conversation. Ami looked up, and saw Damon standing utterly still and silent, which was unusual for him. She followed his gaze and stilled, her eyes widening in horror as she saw a boy... with his katana through a girl's chest. Ami opened and closed her mouth as the boy wrenched the sword out, letting her crumple to the ground like a paper doll.
"Sorry," he murmured as he drew a second katana and advanced towards a second student. Ami watched in morbid fascination as a campus security guard ran towards the boy. The boy suddenly... spread huge angel's wings of startling gold, and raised a hand. Suddenly the air began to crackle with an unknown energy and Ami felt her fingers tingle.
Sparks began to dance aroundthe winged boy's hand as his deep red hair stood up on end, his face utterly expressionless as blue sparks began to dance from finger to finger, before an immense bolt of electric blue energy flew from his hand and struck the security guard point blank on the chest.
His body rose into the air as the bolt vanished into him, his body the conductor for the fatal charge of energy. He jerked and writhed in the air as his skin blackened and turned dry. His mouth opened in a scream that would never come as he slammed down upon the ground, lifeless.
"Sorry," the boy said again, as he furled his wings back.
"Ami. Ami!" yelled Damon. Ami snapped out of her trance and looked at Damon for a moment, before a crippling pain struck her skull. She cried out and dropped to her knees.
"What's wrong?!" yelled Damon, before shouting in pain and stumbling, before falling.
"You want that charge, do you not?" The strange voice sounded in Ami's head as her vision blurred and faded to black.
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Kelly kicked out as a winged figure tried to get into her house, wielding a vicious axe. The man fell onto the step, hitting his head with an almighty crack and knocking himself out.
"Get the fuck out of my house birdboy!" roared Kelly, picking up the bundle of clothes and Velcro, somehow managing to carry both, despite the cat's hissing protests.
She then ran out the door with a cry as her shoe came off. Growling angrily, she kicked it off, and it flew off into the distance.
More of those winged bastards coming. Running on, she kicked off the other shoe and began running in her socks and pyjamas. She must look like a proper idiot, running around like that. Wasn't too fond of the stones jabbing into her foot either.
Then a piece of clothing flew out of the bundle and blew away in the wind. It was a little black- THE DRESS OF DOOM! She had fucking dieted for ages to get that thing and now it was blowing away?!
Leaving it behind, she ran on, when a pulsing agony in her head made her stumble and fall. Oh come on! Not now! The other clothes blew away as her grip loosened and Velcro leapt from her arms and dashed away from her rapidly. The idiot! She was a housecat!
Then a voice sounded in her ears, and she felt her conciousness fading.
"Let's see how tough you are..."
"Oh... fuck off..." whispered Kelly as her mind went blank.
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Mandi strode down the corridor of the apartment, flanked by two other fallen angels. She looked away as each of the fallen angels walked into doors on the corridor, and the brief thud of bodies hitting the floor was heard. It was quick, but Mandi didn't condone it for one second.
She would take the last room.
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Tia heard a click and the sound of the apartment door opening. Who the hell could this be at this time in the morning?
She set her coffee mug down on the table. If it was the creepy guy from the apartment she'd call the landlord.
But it wasn't. It was a short woman with long blond hair that reached down to her upper back. Dressed in a pair of skin tight black trousers and a black t-shirt, Tia immediately saw that the t-shirt had slits for... "glimmering turquoise wings?! They were like a clear blue sea on a sunny day, resplendant and unbelievable... but undoubtedly there.
Before Tia could even speak, the woman extended her hands, and ripples began to form in the sky. From it snaked blue ropes that appeared to be made from water itself, cold and damp as they lashed around Tia and bound her on her feet.
Tia cried out and they burned! They were wrapped so tightly she could only just breathe.
The woman looked apologetic as she looked at Tia. "I'm so sorry. I really am. We had no other choice..." She seemed truly sincere, but then she drew a loaded handgun from her pocket with a little sigh and pointed it at Tia.
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Mandi suddenly felt something. Her eyes widened and her gun fell to her side. As her concentration broke, the ropes binding the woman in front of her gave way and fell to the ground, where they liquified into water and sank into the carpet.
Without another word, Mandi ran out the door towards the corridor. The other two were already waiting there.
"We have to get out of here!" she gasped, and, raising her hands into the air, clicked the fingers of both hands. There was a single ripple in the air, and Mandi and the other fallen angels vanished into it.
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Tia tried to rise to her feet, but before she could, a headache struck her back down. And now... her whole body was on fire! It felt as though she was burning in the white hot fires of Hell. She couldn't scream, she couldn't move. She could only lie there in agony as the voice came into her head.
"Ah, yes. You will be my ultimate weapon."
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All of the fallen angels were gathered outside when the windows blew out, each floor's windows blasting out in a neat line and unleashing a shower of glass just before the next. Gold fire and black smoke erupted from the holes as Mandi and the others stood and stared at the carnage.
Noone ould have survived the blast.
That was the power of Uriel, the Fire of God. Any who had survived that would have to have been blessed by God itself.
Prologue: The Crossing.
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"Ugh," Ami grunted as she tripped over her cat and glared down at it. "Frisky! Don't get in my way like that!"
The cat looked at her in the way that only cats could; with utter disdain, before slinking away to some calm resting spot where she could rest in peace. Ami, in the meantime, started getting her books ready for college. A tall girl at around 5,10, with long brown hair tied into a ponytail, she still found it easy to trip over things.
It took some time, but she still managed to make it with a little time to spare, and slammed the door shut behind her, well groomed and well dressed in a pair of black, neat trousers, a white shirt and a brown jacket.
A tall boy awaited her outside, with short brown hair, glasses on his nose, and wearing a white t-shirt and jeans. Clearly he was taking advantage of the summer weather while it lasted into September. He had a phone to his ear as he paced up and down the pavement.
"Yeah, Jess. OK. Yeah it was good. Oh, remember when Kelly fell in the puddle? What was it she tripped over? Oh that's right. She tripped over her own feet. Yeah, yeah. I'll talk to you later. See ya."
Damon flipped the phone shut and put it back in his pocket, then looked at Ami. "Oh. You ready to go?"
"I was ready ten minutes ago." Ami didn't look too pleased. "I'm gonna be late for college, Damon. Come on, come on."
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Jess drank her coffee quite fast, her hands shaking from nerves. Her first day of college had come, and she didn't want it one bit. She had selected some crappy geography course she hated, under immense pressure from her family.
When where she really wanted to be was back in England with Damon and the others. The week she had spent there she had felt more at home than she did in her own home back in Wisconsin. She so desperately wanted to go back there. After she came back from England, her dad and grandmother had practically put her under house arrest.
Standing up from her now empty coffee cup, she decided to leave with a sad sigh.
As she stepped outside, a cold feeling touched the back of her neck. She clenched her shoulder muscles and looked up.
Snow?! There was snow falling from the sky! Proper thick stuff too. A small layer had already built up on the ground. Snow in September? The weather forecast sure hadn't seen this coming.
Shouldering her bag, she walked on.
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Tia sighed as she sipped her second cup of coffee that morning. It would be time for work in a few hours. Joy. More people with nothing better to do in their lives but complain about something she couldn't change.
She brushed her dark hair back from her face as she glanced at a book on the table that she couldn't be bothered to read. She would have been online, but her computer was broken. And the people she had called to fix it hadn't been able to help.
There was a bitter irony in that.
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Kelly fell over a shoe and fell spread eagled on the ground. "Fuck's sake!" she raged brutally, standing up and kicking the offending shoe into a corner with all the vigor she could muster.
Why was it again that Jess, Tia, Mark, Damon and Ami had had to stay here again? There was a perfectly good hostel down the road they could park their asses in but muggins had had to offer them a place in her house like a good little hostess.
Then the beer had gone and the lot of them with it. Ignorant bastards had left a mess and a hangover in their wake and Velcro certainly wasn't gonna clean it up.
Kelly looked outside. What on earth?! It was snowing. Thanks a lot, Mother Nature.
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Jess looked outside. The snow was growing stronger, and a howling wind was picking up and whipping the blanket of powdery snow around the gates and the school grounds. It was almost like a blizzard had started to form. And it was getting stronger by the minute.
Jess looked back to her teacher, who was lecturing about tectonic plates or something like that. Whatever it was, Jess didn't care. She was enraptured by the unseasonable snowstorm.
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Vikki glanced around Wisconsin as she stepped through the rift in space. Her eyes were emotionless as she pushed her dark red hair out of her eyes. Her short form was a deceptive shell for her incredible power within
"Spare no one."
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Sonny glanced around the streets of Manchester, before looking at a fallen angel who was shivering with nerves. Of average height and with his dark red hair, he looked weak in comparison to the frightened six foot tall angel, but he had earned his second in command rank and wore it with pride.
"Look, just stay strong, alright. This won't take long, and human weapons can't harm you. Let's hurry up and get this done."
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Mandi smelled the pollution of Dallas, Texas as she stepped through the rift and turned away from the smell. These poor creatures didn't even know what they were doing to themselves, and now this was to be brought upon them.
She looked at the group of fallen angels behind her. This was the part she hated the most. The part she had been dreading since the plans had been made.
"Kill them quickly. Torture will not be tolerated."
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Jess yelled as the window shattered and snow flurried in rapidly. Two... three figures came flying in! Two on white angel's wings and another on pink tinted wings! The fuck was going on?!
One of them.. the woman with pink tinted wings looked at Jess with an emotionless stare, then turned to look at the others and drew a pair of wickedly sharp zai, before looking at the tacher, a middle aged man, with the barest flicker of a smile, before sending a sai spinning at him.
The man didn't even have time to duck as the pronged blade flew forward and impaled him through the throat with startling dexterity. The man thrashed for a moment as his blood spilled, but The winged woman stood up straight and smiled as she brushed a strand of dark red hair from her eyes and smiled again, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply.
"First blood," she whispered.
Then the screaming started and the students began piling out the door, becoming crushed together in their terrified efforts to escape.
The woman walked calmly over to the dead professor pinned to the wall, and ripped out the bloody sai, letting him slump to the ground, leaving a trail of blood on the wall as she turned to the students, some of whom were still crammed in the doorway, screaming and crying as the three winged figures mercilessly exterminated them.
Jess felt an agonising pain in her head and grunted as she fell back against the wall. Oh god she couldn't faint now. No no, she would die. Every ounce of instinct told her to resist the weakness... until a voice entered her head.
"It's not time for you to die yet..."
Everything fell into oblivion as she lost all sense of consciousness.
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Carefully stepping over patches of snow as the rest of the class milled around them, Ami and Damon left college.
"I'm so tired..." yawned Damon.
"Get used to it," Ami remarked with a shrug. "You'll be here a lot."
"Comforting as ever, Ami," sighed Damon, rolling his eyes. Ami responded with another shrug and they continued on.
Just then Ami's phone rang, and, sitting down on a snowy bench with her jacket as a blanket, she answered it.
"Hello, Ami speaking. Oh hey Mark? Huh? Calm down. What?! Look... c-calm down alright? I don't understand you. Are you saying that there are- Mark you're scaring me now."
A heart-rending scream ended the conversation. Ami looked up, and saw Damon standing utterly still and silent, which was unusual for him. She followed his gaze and stilled, her eyes widening in horror as she saw a boy... with his katana through a girl's chest. Ami opened and closed her mouth as the boy wrenched the sword out, letting her crumple to the ground like a paper doll.
"Sorry," he murmured as he drew a second katana and advanced towards a second student. Ami watched in morbid fascination as a campus security guard ran towards the boy. The boy suddenly... spread huge angel's wings of startling gold, and raised a hand. Suddenly the air began to crackle with an unknown energy and Ami felt her fingers tingle.
Sparks began to dance aroundthe winged boy's hand as his deep red hair stood up on end, his face utterly expressionless as blue sparks began to dance from finger to finger, before an immense bolt of electric blue energy flew from his hand and struck the security guard point blank on the chest.
His body rose into the air as the bolt vanished into him, his body the conductor for the fatal charge of energy. He jerked and writhed in the air as his skin blackened and turned dry. His mouth opened in a scream that would never come as he slammed down upon the ground, lifeless.
"Sorry," the boy said again, as he furled his wings back.
"Ami. Ami!" yelled Damon. Ami snapped out of her trance and looked at Damon for a moment, before a crippling pain struck her skull. She cried out and dropped to her knees.
"What's wrong?!" yelled Damon, before shouting in pain and stumbling, before falling.
"You want that charge, do you not?" The strange voice sounded in Ami's head as her vision blurred and faded to black.
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Kelly kicked out as a winged figure tried to get into her house, wielding a vicious axe. The man fell onto the step, hitting his head with an almighty crack and knocking himself out.
"Get the fuck out of my house birdboy!" roared Kelly, picking up the bundle of clothes and Velcro, somehow managing to carry both, despite the cat's hissing protests.
She then ran out the door with a cry as her shoe came off. Growling angrily, she kicked it off, and it flew off into the distance.
More of those winged bastards coming. Running on, she kicked off the other shoe and began running in her socks and pyjamas. She must look like a proper idiot, running around like that. Wasn't too fond of the stones jabbing into her foot either.
Then a piece of clothing flew out of the bundle and blew away in the wind. It was a little black- THE DRESS OF DOOM! She had fucking dieted for ages to get that thing and now it was blowing away?!
Leaving it behind, she ran on, when a pulsing agony in her head made her stumble and fall. Oh come on! Not now! The other clothes blew away as her grip loosened and Velcro leapt from her arms and dashed away from her rapidly. The idiot! She was a housecat!
Then a voice sounded in her ears, and she felt her conciousness fading.
"Let's see how tough you are..."
"Oh... fuck off..." whispered Kelly as her mind went blank.
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Mandi strode down the corridor of the apartment, flanked by two other fallen angels. She looked away as each of the fallen angels walked into doors on the corridor, and the brief thud of bodies hitting the floor was heard. It was quick, but Mandi didn't condone it for one second.
She would take the last room.
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Tia heard a click and the sound of the apartment door opening. Who the hell could this be at this time in the morning?
She set her coffee mug down on the table. If it was the creepy guy from the apartment she'd call the landlord.
But it wasn't. It was a short woman with long blond hair that reached down to her upper back. Dressed in a pair of skin tight black trousers and a black t-shirt, Tia immediately saw that the t-shirt had slits for... "glimmering turquoise wings?! They were like a clear blue sea on a sunny day, resplendant and unbelievable... but undoubtedly there.
Before Tia could even speak, the woman extended her hands, and ripples began to form in the sky. From it snaked blue ropes that appeared to be made from water itself, cold and damp as they lashed around Tia and bound her on her feet.
Tia cried out and they burned! They were wrapped so tightly she could only just breathe.
The woman looked apologetic as she looked at Tia. "I'm so sorry. I really am. We had no other choice..." She seemed truly sincere, but then she drew a loaded handgun from her pocket with a little sigh and pointed it at Tia.
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Mandi suddenly felt something. Her eyes widened and her gun fell to her side. As her concentration broke, the ropes binding the woman in front of her gave way and fell to the ground, where they liquified into water and sank into the carpet.
Without another word, Mandi ran out the door towards the corridor. The other two were already waiting there.
"We have to get out of here!" she gasped, and, raising her hands into the air, clicked the fingers of both hands. There was a single ripple in the air, and Mandi and the other fallen angels vanished into it.
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Tia tried to rise to her feet, but before she could, a headache struck her back down. And now... her whole body was on fire! It felt as though she was burning in the white hot fires of Hell. She couldn't scream, she couldn't move. She could only lie there in agony as the voice came into her head.
"Ah, yes. You will be my ultimate weapon."
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All of the fallen angels were gathered outside when the windows blew out, each floor's windows blasting out in a neat line and unleashing a shower of glass just before the next. Gold fire and black smoke erupted from the holes as Mandi and the others stood and stared at the carnage.
Noone ould have survived the blast.
That was the power of Uriel, the Fire of God. Any who had survived that would have to have been blessed by God itself.