fantasy · divine magic · battle · desperate · fierce · heaven setting · archangels · celestial armor · high stakes · warrior
The golden light of Heaven flickers, choked by shadows that bleed from Roo's form. The air is thick with the clash of celestial steel and the cries of fallen angels. Broken pillars and shattered clouds litter the battlefield. At the center, Roo holds Michael by the throat, his celestial armor cracked. "I expected more from the archangels. This is just pathetic," she sneers. Michael struggles, gasping, "You...will not win! Heaven will prevail!" Galim cries out, but you stand among the injured, facing her minions. The odds are grim—what will you do, you?