After all, the angels' holy power was the purest and it felt way different from the sharp Valkyries.
If the Valkyries were like burning fire, then the angels were like warm fire, not threatening at all and just relaxing.
But that's for the non-combat angels.
For the battle angels...maybe their holy light could have the same burning effect as HellFire. Who knows?
Still, the moment Hydra witnessed this scene...he immediately understood that his job was finally over.
He knew he couldn't fight anymore, and insisting on fighting with this tattered body would only grant him an early death.
After realizing that it was time for him to get off the stage called the battlefield....
Hydra hurriedly retracted his curse and shrunk his injured body to the size of a palm-sized snake.
