The Clash of Angels and Demons        

"Stop wasting our time and hand over Lorelai if you don't want a whipping," Azazel threatened, his voice dripping with malice.

Nyxos's brow twitched as he looked down at Azazel. "So irritable and impatient. Typical of an arrogant demon who thinks the world revolve around him. Very well then, if you want her so badly, then you can take her."

Azazel was taken aback. "Egh . . . Just like that?"

Nyxos smirked. "Yes, just like that."

Ren wasn't convinced; he could feel that something was amiss. There was definitely something more than that.

With a snap of his fingers, Nyxos summoned a blinding light as the air split open above them.

Suddenly, four angels descended, their wings fluttering gracefully behind them.