Chapter 21: Protecting From The Beast
Viviana was terrified beyond anything. She tried to get up, but her knees didn’t cooperate thanks to the panic she was having and the blow she suffered on her knees.
Although she couldn’t hear the sound of footsteps, she could feel the beast walking close to her body and her heart pounded with each step the beast took.
And there it was... right in front of her face, to oppress her with its evil influence as she was on her knees.
The fluffy beast with fur white as snow and eyes blue as the deep sea licked its lips as it looked at her right into her eyes.
She knew this breed of the spawn of the devil—the Persian cat!
"Meow," said, the cat.
Vivian trembled in fear and her ears went stuffed. All she heard was the sound of her heartbeat. She clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and bowed her head.
If she needed the help of Saint Michael at all, now would be it.
"Sancte Michael Archangele, defende nos in proelio, contra nequitiam et insidias diaboli esto praesidium. Imperet... Ah!"
Her sincere prayers were interrupted as she was lifted. Not even bothering to look at the face of the one who lifted her, she hugged the strong shoulders. Burying her head in his neck, she proceeded with the prayer.
Archangel Michael had already sent help.
"Hahaha..."