"So... Breaking the rules means... Big man up there is dead. Or asleep. Fuck if I know. Or care." He mutters, stepping past her to see where he was. "How many people died?"
They are still in front of the light wall, the angel worshipers frozen in fear. "I amnot really sure... But asfor deaths... 14 died, all civilians that couldnt fight back."
He turns to her, before glancing at the portal. "Close it. We need to discuss a plan of attack." He says, folding his hands behind his back as he glared daggers at the angel worshippers.
"Cause this" sheputs ahandonhis marks and he feels raw wild power flow into his body. One hand bursts i to flame while the other crackles with lightning.
"This is for the people you killed!" He snarls, firing bolts of lightning and fire at them, before taking to the air and raining his attacks on them from above.
Like lambs to the slaughter they drop one after the next, the chaotic power flaring with his emotions. Hower, as he is sbout to finish them off Phorsaal tugs him back and puts up a barrier seconds before rays of holy white lightpou d into the floor! "Here they come."
"Not more of them... But the real players." She mutters as three armor clad angels lower from the sky. All three are male and wear white robes with shining silver armor. The first one has jet black hair and pale skin with four huge white feathered wings on his back. "Phorsaal... Been a while hasnt it?" He asks with a silky voice. "Ugh... Hi percival..."
The amgel looks down at Kai like he was a yipping puppy. "Yea i know him. Been such wonderful friends over the years." He smirks at her. "Phorsaal... You have come such a long way from stalking humans... Just look at all the lines on your face." Phorsaal rolls her eyes. "And look at all thebrown on your nose! How is the big man these days? Still idle and useless?" She taunts which earns a glare of contempt.