Spiritus Animalis (Empath #2) ✔️

Chapter Thirty-Two

Mammon moved out of the way just as Ezra swung his blade, nearly striking him with the weapon. Blades like Ezra's were no match for his powers and abilities. Matter of fact he wasn't expecting Ezra to conjure up the weapon, why with how weak he was it's a miracle that someone as stubborn as a guardian Angel would be able to battle it out.

Michael attacked Mammon ready to take him down. Mammon summoned his weapon in time to block Michael's attacks. However, when Ezra came barreling toward him, Mammon was left with no other choice but to use the other end of his weapon striking the young angel in the arm followed by sending him into the dirt. Focused more on his brother, Mammon fought back with brute strength, able to watch the archangel's moves before he found an opening. And hit Michael in the chest. Michael stumbled holding his chest as tight as he could. But the strength still did not leave him as he used his own powers to attack Mammon. With a snap of his fingers, he sent Mammon far away from the country. To a place where he knew Mammon would have a hard time summoning his other brethren.

Ezra groaned as he pushed himself to his feet. He glanced at his arm and saw that he was bleeding. Shocked to see regular blood instead of the essence of an angel, Ezra glanced at his older brother, his eyes full of worry. Michael approached him and held out his hand, the wound had healed but Ezra was still human and that meant he couldn't return to heaven until he got his grace back.

"Brother, tell me," He said. "What shall I do?"

"Ezra, there is not much you can do," Michael explained. "The demons have taken your powers so all you are is a human being," he continued. "That is to say, you might be able to regain your abilities if you do one thing,"

"What's that?" Ezra asked.

"In order to retain your powers, you must figure out what happened," Michael responded. He held up his hand so he could continue. "Not that the demons stole your grace but something much more, figure out what else you need to do down here as a human, once you do, you'll be able to regain your powers and stop the terror that is our brothers,"

"But you sent Mammon far away," Ezra said. "What are we going to do about that?"

"He won't be coming back for a while if that's what your worried about," Michael reassured him. "Now, you must go and find Althea, i'm sure she's worried sick, I'll go and tell father what has happened."

"But what about Abigail?" Ezra questioned.

"Abigail you shouldn't have to worry about, Emily is helping her out right now as we speak," he explained. "If we play our cards right, we should be able to delay Lucifer's chances of taking over,"

Ezra nodded even though he really wanted to help, but how could he help without his powers? With a swoosh of feathers, Michael vanished from view. Snapping from his thoughts, Ezra took off in search of his charge.

Abigail was back at it, going up against Lucifer, Emily had joined in, so it made things easier. All Abigail could think about was protecting her best friend. If that meant she had to fight against the monster known to all of mankind as Lucifer, then she had to step up her game. Emily fought by her side, and when they believed all seemed lost, a surge of power began coursing through Abigail's body.

"You can't defeat me weakling," Lucifer laughed. "Nobody can, I am invincible!"

"Invincible, my ass," Abigail exclaimed as the surge began going through her body, suddenly wind began to pick up all around her like she could control nature, everything she thought about all went into protecting the ones she loved.

Lucifer held up his hands, struggling to keep his footing but the wind grew stronger. Suddenly, he began getting pushed back. Abigail looked around at the trees and the grass. Everything was moving fast, and she couldn't figure out exactly what was going on. However, it made things easier her. She thrusted out her hands and lifted them just as Lucifer floated into the air. Even his wings were struggling. He yelled curse words at her but with another thrust of her hands, Lucifer flew far away until he was no more than a speck. Exhausted, Abigail lowered her hands and fell to her knees.

"Abigail?!" Emily exclaimed and caught her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but what was that?" Abigail questioned.

"That was your elemental powers," Emily responded. "I'm surprised you were able to tap into it and send Lucifer away,"