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Chapter 7.2. Long journey.

One day Azael got lucky and saw small herd of antelopes. He flew is the sky and tried to hunt down one of them. But just as he was getting close to them, a dark shadow flew towards him. Azael noticed a creature getting closer to him. It was a manticore.

Azael’s eyes locked onto his companions far below, desperation etched into every line of his face. They could only watch helplessly as the manticore closed in, wings pumping furiously to gain height.

Lilith screamed something incoherent up at him, hands reaching out towards a fallen angel, she had no hope of saving him from this high. Kragor bellowed a challenge that went unheard over the wind’s howl – hooves pawing angrily at sand, as if yearning to charge into battle with an enemy far beyond his reach.

Sharr and Cian stood frozen side by side, faces identical masks of horror. Even