Chapter51

#Chapter51

I ran up to the guardian and yanked him off of Eve until he was sent flying backwards. He landed on his feet and glared at me. Just as he was about to attack my I raised my large black wings so they were visible to everyone and ripped away at the color of my shirt revealing the symbol of a sword crossing a pair of Angel wings. The symbol of the assassins, something that we all had.

/"My apologies, Alatum sicarius,/" I looked down to see him on one knee bowing.

There were different obligations when it came to becoming an Angel, servant, messenger, guardian, protectors, Angels of nature, Angels of Death, Angels of life but Assassination happened to be one of the top rankings because it required a level of skill since no mortal or immortal was safe from us. It was a dangerous job that only few could handle.

/"Why are you not guarding the gates of the Underworld?/" I asked.