When the golden light was gone, there was nothing left on the area. Just a whole as large as the moon and as deep as a troll's lair.
"Kazein the devil has been apprehended and purged as! We will go back, and we will have a feast!" Sheena wore a deceiving smile. [Husband, I know you won't die that easily. If what concubine said was true, then, you still haven't surrendered to the devil. Wait for me, I will find you.]
By the end of the forest, ran Azrael who was panting and grasping for breath. Covered in wounds and grazes, he trudged through. [Fuck this idiot. If I didn't let him speak, I wouldn't have gotten such an attack. Even though he meant no harm. It's still his fault!]
Azrael walked on, and he stumbled upon the border, to the Qin Kingdom.
Azrael smiled, the blood on his face dripped off. He wiped off the blood on his mouth, and stood straight "Qin Kingdom, heavens rules, heavens decree heavens this and that. Just the perfect place for me to be at."
Qin Kingdom, the only country that fights under unified rule, the emperor is chosen according to heavens and their own merits in the military. It's relentless in following heavens rules and purging demon contractors and dark walkers. Truly the place those who walk the dark path consider living hell. But to why, does Azrael want to go there?
[Qin kingdom, I left something precious of mine three thousand years ago. And I doubt anyone has even found it, now I'm back to get it. Three thousand years ago, they were at war, even before the great war began. Hahaha, the geography may not be the same, but I remember where I left it like it was yesterday. When I get everything that was once mine, I'll go back and make those oh so holy beings, suffer.]
By the border wall, he approached while his blood dripped from his body, smearing the ground blood red. The soldiers who were atop the wall, saw him, and became wary.
"Draw your bows!" One man with a red feathered helmet commanded.
"Halt! Stop and identify yourself!" Another man with a blue feathered helmet and red cape yelled. Azrael didn't stop, he continued to walk and approache the wall. The officer saw this and yelled once more "Halt or your life is forfeit! Identify yourself at once!" He paused and looked for a while "Shoot!"
The soldiers shot their bows and these blurted the rising sun, the arrows whizzed through the air. Then suddenly, he disappeared and "Bang!" A part of the wall was destroyed and the men fell, some died but some were heavily injured and rendered unfit for battle.
"Prepare for battle! Do not falter! Don't take your eyes off of him!" The man with red feathered helmet yelled to his people. In a moment, the soldiers got into position and had their Spears drawn and ready for engaging. When Azrael was again seen, they surrounded him, and had their shields ready to protect themselves while their Spears ready to Pierce and destroy.
Azrael had his sword appear into his hands, the man with blue feathered helmet saw that it was a fallen blade and quickly assessed what to do. "Be prepared! That is a blade of the highest possible demonic order! If what I think is right, he is Kazein the devil. If he passes through our order, we will be disgraced. Do not let him pass and escape the royal decree."
"Sir!" They all replied in one shot.
The man with red feathered helmet drew his sword and shield, he went into the front line. "Attack!!!"
By his signal, three hundred men approached slowly against him, being wary of his attacks. When Azrael disappeared, the first file was destroyed, many were dead, some had their head chopped off, the lucky ones lost an arm or a leg.
The soldiers, quickly responded against his move, knowing they can't win with a organized strategy, they all went all out. Giving up their shields and Spears. Switching to sword and daggers, after two hours straight of fighting, Azrael was panting, more exhausted than ever. But he won, if he was at his peak and had all the power he could draw out, he would have won easily. But due to the soul destruction array, his power was reduced by more than 98%, and lost energy to draw even more than a percent of his maximum power. His sword hangs from his hand, dripping with blood.
There, a lonely soldier had his arm cut off, holding it with the other to not make it bleed. Azrael walked towards him, in fear he shuddered and trembled to what his fate will go to. "Please don't! I have a family to protect! I can give you what you need! A map? Gold? I know, there were fresh women we got as prisoners! Many are untouched and still pure! Just let me-argh!!!" Azrael stabbed his chest and killed him.
"I don't need any of those, all I need are souls." After securing everything, Azrael walked towards the border lands, "whiz!" An arrow hit his back, he looked towards the wall, and a man fell from the wall along with his how. "The... Fucking... Weasels..." His eyes dimmed, and yet he continued to walk towards a nearby forest.
As soon as he entered the forest, he leaned against the trees as support, he kept on going. Looking for a safe place to rest. [I let my guard down. Damn it, if it just weren't for that array. I'm losing it, do I really have to leave those body?] He said to himself while he moved on. It was already dusk, and the golden hour came. Water fell and ran through, flowing wildly and freely, he heard this and moved faster on.
When he arrived to the place, he saw a beautiful woman bathing by the river. Her long wysteria colored hair with sparkling green eyes. Azrael couldn't see this due to the body, but his field was as active as ever, even stronger than Kazein's. The woman looked behind her, her breasts could be seen, the trees behind perfectly fit in the view making it a beautiful scene. If only he had eyes, he could see such beautiful scenery and maybe even be swooning at the sight of this. The woman saw Azrael falling to the river head first.