Page 54 of Wings of The Wraith
It felt like the end for me. There would be no more chances, no more lives to live if the necromancer ended me.
Too bad I found the one woman I could have had a life with and it was over before it began.
My brother asked me to keep her safe and I couldn’t.
“Malachi.” I breathed. “Malachi. Mal...”
A flash of light appeared above us both. It blinded me but also created a distraction for the necromancer. He stopped his assault on my soul, so he could turn to see what was happening.
As he looked up a flaming sword crashed down on his head.
The flaming sword.I knew that sword. It was the one placed in the Garden of Eden to protect it.
My eyes widened when I saw the wielder of the sword was Malachi.
My brother.
He held the necromancer in place with the blade. It paralyzed him, but he was breaking free.
“Dante, use your powers now!” Malachi roared.
I didn’t need to think. With everything and all that was left inside I latched on to my angelic and demonic powers and blasted the necromancer.
The impact from the sword, Malachi’s power, and mine caused him to scream. Then he exploded into sparks of light that were quickly swallowed by the shadows.
Malachi stepped back, and the sword sparked. All the creatures Balmora summoned went back to the earth, freeing Neo, too.
Malachi held the sword up and in an instant, it shot up into the shadowy sky and disappeared through a portal.
“You came.” I breathed still on the ground, gazing up at my brother.
“You idiot, of course I came. Don’t I always?” His face faded before me and flickered back into my view.
“Malachi no!” I cried rushing to his side as he fell to his knees.
“Looks like this is it brother.”
“No.” I shook my head.
He straightened back up and cupped my face. “Go, save her. Maybe you can still have a life with your soul mate.”
I opened my mouth to answer him, but he disappeared right before my eyes.
My heart crushed within my chest. My heart. My poor heart.
Malachi was gone, and...
A scream I heard inside my head just finished me off.
Alyssa.
She was dying.
