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“I do what father tells me. What difference does it make if I believe or not?” Paul snarled.
“It makes a world of difference,” Azazel hissed as he stepped out of the shadows in the corner.
Now Paul was the one looking terrified. He would not make it to Kathrine before his father did. Azazel slowly and deliberately walked toward Kathrine while keeping his eye on Paul. Paul eyed his father angrily and started walking at the same speed.
“I do what you ask, what else do you want from me? I’m the obedient son. I don’t have to believe in your grand plan to carry it out.” Paul adjusted his trajectory, instead of walking in front of Kelly he stepped behind her. He raised her to her feet by the shoulders then he slipped his hands down to the handcuffs and snapped the chain silently.
“We don’t need her in the way,” Paul said then pushed Kelly over by the boxes where John was standing.
“I agree,” Azazel growled. He still kept his eyes locked on to Paul. He wasn’t afraid of Paul but he was respectful of the great warrior his son had become. If any Asuune could hurt him, his son was that person.
Next Paul walked behind Hailey and picked her up by the shoulders before throwing her at Kelly. He didn’t want to risk breaking the chains on her cuffs, he was too close to his father now. Hailey landed head over heels on top of Kelly. Paul then walked toward Kathrine.
“Not her,” Azazel spat as he drew his sword and put it in front of Paul’s path. “She has everything to do with this. Do you think I’m stupid?”
“Let me kill her,” Elyon begged.
“Not yet,” Azazel decreed. “Paul and I need to work out our differences first. If you beat me you just might save her before my dog rips out her throat.”
Elyon’s expression stiffened at the words Azazel used. He was no one’s dog, but he had no chance against either of these men. He just needed to keep his mouth shut and he would take Paul’s place. Kathrine noticed the sneer on Elyon’s face and decided it was the perfect way to help Paul.
“Be a good dog,” Kathrine provoked.
“Shut up, the adults are speaking!” Elyon released her throat and turned to watch them fight.
Azazel circled Paul waiting for a sign of weakness.
“Have to rely on your sword father, that’s hardly fair but you know you can’t take me without it,” Paul incited.
“I’m not going to fight you, I’m just going to kill you.” Azazel swung the flaming sword at Paul and Paul dodged quickly to the side.
Kathrine struggled with the handcuffs. She needed to act fast or Paul would be dead. Her anxiety and anger turned to terror and fury. Her claws came out stabbing the palms of her hands. Her fangs descended and Elyon noticed. He jumped at her as Kathrine snapped the chains of the handcuffs. She caught him by the throat with both hands as he ran forward. Her long claws dug into Elyon’s throat and he panicked. He began thrashing, trying to get his hands on her throat but before he could connect Kathrine ripped his head off.
She ran at Azazel not knowing how she was going to deal with his sword. She knew from her father’s story that she probably couldn’t touch it, but Paul might be able to. Paul was the son of a Nephilim and an Angel. He had more Angel blood in his veins than any other Asuune except for her father. She hoped desperately that it was the reason her father had been able to touch the sword. If it had been because of who Mark’s father was then her and Paul were both doomed.
Azazel slashed at her arm as she ran at him. Her animal side had taken over a little, the throat was the most vulnerable spot. She tried for his throat but Azazel was faster than she was. When she felt the fiery blade cut through her shoulder she screamed. Her father hadn’t described the pain well enough. It felt like her arm was on fire. The pain rivaled what she felt when she pulled the bullet out of her shoulder. Paul charged his father in anger. Azazel turned and stabbed Paul through the chest.
“No!!!!” Kathrine screamed. She forgot her pain and ran at Azazel again.
Azazel removed the sword from Paul’s chest with a grin. He turned to Kathrine and back handed her. She flew across the warehouse landing near Elyon’s dead body.
Paul struggled to get to his feet. He wasn’t dead yet. Kathrine got to her hands and knees. Paul was right, she wasn’t ready for this. She did the only thing she could think of. She clasped her hands together and looked to the sky.
“I don’t know what to do. Please show me the way,” Kathrine prayed.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Azazel said ignoring Paul. “He will never answer you. He has given up on this hell. You’re all alone.”
Despite his words Kathrine could hear the fear in his voice.
“I’m sorry to keep asking for help but I don’t know what I’m supposed to do.” Kathrine shut her eyes and ignored the evil Angel that was closing on her fast.
“He’s not listening!” Azazel raised his sword to remove her head.
As he swung the sword toward Kathrine’s neck Paul caught the flat part of the blade with his hands. The pain was incredible, he felt like his whole body was on fire. He had never dared touch his father’s sword. He had seen humans catch fire and explode from touching it before but there was no way he was going to let Kathrine die. Paul held on to the blade with everything he had, his father was not going to kill her while he lived. Azazel raised his other hand to hit Paul and Kathrine caught it.
