Chapter 118: THE FIGHT BACK HOME (1)
Arella’s eyes, once gentle pools of light, now burned with a bright golden glow Castiel had never seen before. Her lips had been pulled down in a frown, pressed tightly against each other.
Arella exhaled, and with that breath, the fire that surrounded her body coiled upward, forming a massive set of wings made entirely of holy flame. Castiel had never seen anything like this. It was as if, her true power had awoken, one that he was not privy to.
"Ella." He called out her name softly.
Arella turned her gaze to him, and a small smile graced her lips. It felt as if the entire world had gone silent, as if the very air was holding its breath in reverence to her presence.
Her gaze turned toward the enemy forces, and she lifted her hand, fingers curling as golden magic condensed at her palm.
The golden fire erupted outward, and a wave of celestial flames surged over the room, engulfing the invaders in its holy light. Screams tore through the air as the flames licked at their armor, burning everything leaving nothing but ash behind. The golden letters flickered vigorously above them for a few moments, before disappearing.
None of the enemies was spared.
Castiel was shocked, at the power behind Arella’s attack. He could feel the minor injuries he had sustained during the battle slowly disappear into his skin. They stung slightly as they healed, but that did not deter him from taking slow steps to Arella.
Her gaze turned back to him after she heard him move.
"Arella."
"Son of Camael." Arella gave him a smile once more, "Cassie."