Aaron gripped his sword hard, and then with slow but steady steps he advanced towards the devil worshippers. The wings burning on his back made him look like a demon, and every single person in the room was bewildered and trying to defend themselves.
''You will be punished. I will show you what a demon looks like." said Aaron and as he said this, the cave began to collapse.
"What are you doing? You're going to bury us all here!" shouted one of the devil worshippers, but as soon as he said this he felt a warmth in his body. When he was attracted to the warmth and touched the place where he felt it, he realised that this warmth came from the spilled blood. His throat had been cut.
"You will be the ones to be buried," Aaron said and started to move towards the leader at the far end of the room.
The leader was no longer behaving as he had a moment ago and his hands were shaking despite the anger on his face.
