Pablo finally saw what he was looking for, for all this time.
But at what cost?
The two Angels were on the hold of the demon.
He held them both by the neck.
"Angel!" Pablo shouted, his eyes on Cupid.
Cupid squirmed.
'She is alive at least. Talk to me. Can't you hear me?'
Pablo tried to talk through his mind but he received no reply.
He jerked his head at Andrezj and he was no better than Cupid.
'Wasn't he the strongest Angel? What happened to that?'
Both Angels were bleeding and both of them had their eyes closed. They were at the mercy of the Demon.
"How are you able to touch them?" Pablo asked.
"I am at my best, Human. I can even touch Gods if they were here."
"Why are you holding them?"
"Stay quiet."
Pablo clenched his jaw. He obliged but he sure wasn't liking his current position.
"Let me explain a few more things. Stay silent till then."
Pablo said nothing.
