Chapter 47: DIVINE DISMEMBERMENT
PREVIOUSLY-
He twisted mid-air, momentum bleeding into a spin, and drove his right boot into her torso.
WHAM!
The impact echoed like thunder. Ribs cracked audibly. The angel recoiled, crashing backward in a storm of feathers and dust, wings curling reflexively around her.
Miriel fell to her knees, coughing, claw marks already blackening on her throat.
Elira rushed to her side, while Raphael landed, one knee bent, spear already drawn again.
His eyes burned.
"Round two," he murmured. "Let's rip that smile off her face."
----------------x------------
The angel's wings snapped wide, scattering debris in a circular gust. She shrieked—a discordant trill that vibrated the stone tiles beneath their feet.
"KRAA-AHHHH!"