Tears were streaming down Michael's face. This was the hardest thing he had to do; kill the man he held dear to his heart since he had been created.
Uriel turned his head towards Michael, blood was running down his lips. His eyes were wide with confusion and he parted his lips, no words came out.
Nakir stood there laughing at the sight before him. "So how does it feel to be betrayed by your comrade, little brother?"
Michael blinked away the tears and kept muttering 'Sorry, I am so sorry' in Uriel's ear. Uriel's wings sagged, he could not hold himself in the sky any longer and Michael placed his left arm under his armpit to hold him steady.
Why did he trust Thoth? Nothing was happening to Nakir and it felt as if he just killed Uriel for nothing. This made him angrier.
Nakir was still laughing that the realm of Hell was shaking. Suddenly he stopped and his hand went over his chest where his heart should have been.
