The elders looked amongst themselves and then to Sanaiah after Engel had left. There was no doubt he was livid for they had all seen the gleam of rage in his eyes — a rage so threateningly depressing and foreboding.
Not many amongst them had seen him in a fit, same way not many has seen him in his true form, and they lived in dread of it.
Those who have seen him said, he was an infernal beast with black burning flames that razed everything on his path, yet magnificent to behold.
He was nothing similar to the mortal figure he has been living as — calm, beautiful, humanly defined and possessing of a built for the finest of mortals.
Even in this form and with his powers sealed, he still exuded great power and an overwhelming aura.
"What are we to do now, Sanaiah? Lord Engel would never let anyone near her henceforth." Malakh said, breaking the streak of silence in the room.
