A False Sense of Hope
"DO–DON'T GET TOO COCKY, RAGNAROK!!" Yet out of the expectations of those watching, despite being bathed in fear, a detested emotion, the angels still retaliated like nobody's business.
The Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars appeared behind Enigma, a great sword cloaked in golden flames held above his right shoulder. He cried out a bellow of might after his words, and swung the great sword towards Enigma with all his might.
The blade tore through the air, burning through the True Laws making up the Realm, and went straight towards Enigma's neck with full force, and without hesitation.
'Be purified!!!' The Transcendental Angel of Holy Wars desperately hoped, as the sword made contact with Enigma's neck... and instantly beheaded him without any resistance.
...!!!
"Huh...?" And he exclaimed with a shocked expression, as he saw the world spin countless times under his vision.