The Devil you called
CHAPTER 20
The air trembled with tension. The underworld had never known silence so heavy, nor a heartbeat so potent. I stood at the edge of the throne’s obsidian dais, Malik behind me, wings unfolding like armor, our shadows entwined. Together, we were unshakable—yet even as I breathed, I felt the world leaning toward chaos.
Then the first light broke—not of dawn, but of steel and fire.
Heaven’s forces arrived. Not angels, but something sharper, crueler. Seraphim, ancient and merciless, their blades gleaming with a light that seared shadows. Their eyes glowed like living suns, and each step they took scorched the underworld floor.
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