On top of an abandoned apartment building with no humans in sight,two supernatural beings stood facing each other.It was clear that they were about to engage in a duel.The individuals mentioned were the infamous Archangel Michael and the brand new King of hell aka the prince of lust,Asmodeus.
Asmo had gotten himself into the kind of trouble he couldn't easily slip away from.
He had to fight to the bitter end,even if it meant he would be a goner once it was all over.
He opened his palms and closed his eyes seemly focussing on conjuring his dark corrupted Saber.An utter black shape started to form out of nowhere and it soon took the likeness of a devilish two edged blade.
Asmo was no joker,he was going for the kill with the first opportunity granted.
Michael watched patiently as he saw Asmo's Saber materialize.It moved nothing in him, Michael had no fear and his Saber was far more powerful than that thing Asmo called a weapon.
Only Michael's Saber could do the Mighty Archangel any harm.That same Saber on the other hand was holy poison to the Devil before him.All he needed to do was give Asmo a taste of his divine weapon and all his pride and foolish rage would be nothing but a distant memory.
He opened his right hand and a bright luminous light form began to forge itself into the blade of the Archangel Michael.
The light being emitted was so strong that Asmo had to look away from the blade.It seemed even the environment was reacting to the formation of this extension of the General of Angels.
The wind run wild,the clouds above seemed to give way for the rays from the blade to escape into the void of space and finally the ground beneath them rumbled violently as if it was ready to break down to avoid the sheer energy ozzing out of the object in Michael's hands.
"Show off",Asmo thought to himself.This was right before he lunged at Michael without the least bit hesitation or hint of fear.
MEANWHILE AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE CHURCH.......
Gabriel was pacing back and forth asking himself how they got here.He was worried not for Michael but he feared for Asmo's very existence.He had no doubt that Michael could trash any of the seven princes of darkness.Prophecy even had it engraved in the Holy book.
Michael was going to end Satan,the biggest and baddest of the seven.He was contemplating an idea to save his younger proud and vengeful brother from the point of madness, who probably had a death wish.
Just as he thought of the right way to go about it, Maria rushed out of the church.She scanned the area trying to find Asmo.She then noticed the overwhelming aura of the man beside her.There was something different about him that gave her a strange feeling.It wasn't long before she walked up to him and asked,"Please am searching for my boss.His name is Asmo,if he got into trouble for his display in the church, I take full responsibility".
As she concluded her plea,it was like a light bulb lit above Gabriel's head.
Maria was the answer.He smiled as the plan began to become unfold in his mind.
He looked at her and as he was about to give an explanatory speech of what he was going to get her involved in,the ground shaked and a harsh windy gust hit everything including them.
The battle field of Asmo and Michael were invisible to the naked eye but it was instantly reavealed to Maria.
She saw the two entities clash as their Sabers poured out a mix of cosmic like effects of light and darkness.It was way too obvious from the looks of it all that the light was slowly but surely overcoming the darkness.
She grabbed Gabriel by the collar of his dress and shouted,"We have to save Asmo!!!,we have to....".Her remaining words never left her lips because Gabriel did the unthinkable.
BACK TO THE BATTLE......
Asmo was struggling more than he had expected.Yes,he had trained to become stronger than he used to be,but no amount of preparation could get him ready for the potency of every strike Michael's Saber delivered.The light and the energy it let out burned every inch of skin it came in contact with.Asmo was in survival mode as he could only block the raw power he was up against.
It was during one of Michael's ruthless swings at him that something unbelievable happened.
Maria popped up infront of the Archangel and his moving weapon.Michael was quick to throw the blade over her but his attempt to avoid imminent impact with her sent a radiant pulse that lifted Maria off her feet.
She was sent flying and soon, she was close to falling and diving head first off the building.Then she would progress down to the unforgiving concrete pavements.
Asmo was now in a dilemma.This was his chance to strike back.Michael's sword was at arms length but so was the falling Maria.
He could get the blade,shock history for eternity and lose a mortal who he was obsessed with for silly reasons or he could save her and be left at the mercy of Michael again.He didn't have much time to choose so it seemed his body did the picking for him.
He dashed almost unconsciously to save the falling Maria and left his back exposed to Michael who was close to retrieving his Saber.
Asmo's mind fought with his heart.This was possibly his last moments of existing and what would he be known for?.
He would be the first Devil who died doing good.He would be called weak for choosing to deliver a mortal rather than delivering the deathblow to The Greatest Archangel in the cosmos.
It was out of his hands now because he had just brought Maria to safe ground far away from the impending impact she would have suffered from just a second ago.
A familiar bright light shone behind him.He rose to his feet and spoke to himself.If Michael of all people would end him,no problem.
.He simply screamed as he turned to face his doom,"Bring it on!!!".