1069 The End Of The Way.

Danah continued to attack him until the sun came up. Then her power waned. Her white wings practically withered. The red eyes on them shrunk to become dry and shriveled. The tide of spiritual power stuttered and shrunk. Then it became a trickle that could manage more than a tickle on his existence. 

It was then that Ragnarok turned to her. He had his head in his hands. The cracks on his body made it obvious to her that a single hit and he would be destroyed. Salvation is but a step away from her. So it was with dismay that she watched as those cracks healed.

Ragnarok's rigid face relaxed. The mind-racking migraine finally waned.

He let go of his head to look at her. "It is my turn now. I am speaking the truth now. I promise to make this as painful as possible."