Bloody Reunion
“Ithuriel, look at me… look at me, sweetheart… Hold on. Everything is going to be alright…” Valak stroked the angel’s messy golden hair and soothed him softly.
Ithuriel trembled violently, bloody tears dripping from his tigtly closed injured eyes, a weak wail escaping his lips from time to time. The angel’s bruised face was damp from sweat. His whole half naked body was covered with scars, bruises and gashes. The angel looked unnaturaly slim and ill, only his stomach morbidly swollen, and his wings had lost nearly all of their glow, completely limp.
“There is no time in spitting venom that I am a demon, fallen. We need to get him out of here right now because he won’t make it for much longer” the demon growled after feeling Kushiel crash the dark room.
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