A fresh jolt hit my gut with a splintering after shock effect, that sent me spiraling horizontally to the Grand marble pillar. I felt a sickening by crack as the buildings support beam combusted under the pressure of the powerful magic. As I fell to the ground I found myself face to face with the chiseled stone floors. The once shined store was now covered with fall debris and shrapnel. As I urged my muscles to push me to my feet, a fresh spew of blood rushed up my throat and out my mouth. The taste was a bitter metallic that made me sneer in disgust.
Through the pain I managed to muster the strength to stand tall and look at my opponent, who now stood directly I front of my approximately twenty yards in front of me. His large scaly fists now had curling wisps of smoking that enveloped his sharpened nails. "Give up now Estiel? You have exhausted far to much holy matter, only to leave a few irritating bruises."
The mockery of my name rang in my ears. I saw the evil curl his lips had, and how the obvious effect of my anger seemed to fuel his drive to make me mad. Slowly, as to not use essential essence, I flicked the blood gathering at the corners of my mouth the ground. "Creature of the dark how dare you use my name is such foul mockery! I will make quick work of you yet!"
I shoved off violently with my hands in order to propel myself forward. My hands fell lazily to my sides as I sprinted towards my demonic foe. My last action of strength was a prayer to my brethren above, forbidden to walk to earth. Brothers and Sisters please hear my plea. Acknowledge you fallen brother down on this wasteland. Send me your strength, for during my punishment I have grown weak to only need all of you in order to face such a simple threat!
As my hopes began to dwindle I felt the wounds covering my limbs close again and stitch the skin back together in perfect for with which it had once been. Soon power and strength poured into my bones and my muscles. I called out for my blade, a silver and white infused iron longs word with an emerald encrusted Handel.
As my approach to the creature became, the sickly pale color of its skin became pure white, "You are nothing but a fallen angel! Where is this strength coming from?" Whether he had words to say after or not they were not heard. As the cold smooth, blessed steal of my blade made direct contact with the demons papery skin it expanded and ceased to exist.
"Estiel you are cursed to walk the earth till we have decided your punishment has endured long enough. You are an outcast from Heaven's doors." A powerful and commanding voice claimed overhead. Over head in the gloomy clouded sky thunder crackled, causing a mark on my shoulder to burn brightly. Quickly I was sent to my knees in shuddering pain. "My lord of the Heavens! Please! Take me into your kingdom again!" My efforts were only in vain for no reply from any responded.
I stood up from the forced kneeling position and brushed off my dust caked clothes and sauntered over to the smoldering pile which lay where the demon stood. Sprawled out on the ground was a single gold rim of what had been a very expensive eye piece, which no doubt was stolen from one of his many victims.
The ring was generously covered in smoldering ash when I bent over and grabbed it from the ground. I examined its fragile and then nature. Could be worth some money for provisions. After s few seconds of decisions I tucked the golden circle inside my pocket and stuffed my hands in as well. "Amen." I mutter as I raise my head to the clouds above.
