Guardian Angel

Chapter 10: To Hell and Back

Entering the battlegrounds outside of the mansion, Rias and Asia looked on from the balcony in anticipation. Desummoning his armor, a flame that could not be quelled, burned within Túrin's eyes.

Making the first move, Riser lunged himself at the Archangel. Sheathing his sword, Túrin took a different stance as Riser came hurling towards him. Right as Riser was on top of him, Túrin grabbed the arrogant devil and slammed him into the ground causing the floor to break apart under the force of the slam. Getting the air knocked out of him, Riser, was vulnerable to attack.

Raising his fist into the air, Túrin's left fist ignited in the golden flames of Heaven. Smashing his fist down onto Riser's face, burning him and causing immense pain as a result. Picking Riser up off the ground, Túrin continuously beat Riser into a bloody mess. In one solid punch the face, Túrin sent Riser across the battlefield.

"Is this all you have to offer, Riser?! I'm not impressed!" Túrin mocked the devil.

"Damn you! Damn you and your kind!" Riser yelled in a fit of rage before he unleashed his most powerful attack bringing the fire down onto Túrin. "Looks like I win," he boasted only to be met with a mocking laugh.

"You honestly believe you can beat the Archangel of Protection and Justice just by simply throwing some fire on me? How void are you?" Túrin inquired as he walked out of the flames untouched. "You seem to have forgotten one key factor about Phoenix's, Riser. They are of the three mighty birds of Heaven. The first being the dove which symbolizes love and peace. The second, the eagle representing strength and loyalty. And finally the Phoenix, representing life, death, and rebirth," he listed off. "Your powers are nothing but a pale imitation of the Phoenix's true power," he scoffed as he began to take control the flames around him. "But I will show you what the true power of the Phoenix looks like. Consider yourself lucky, as few have ever boar witness to the true power of a Phoenix in all the eons life has existed," he remarked before the flames took the form of a great Phoenix. "Now reduce him to ash!" Túrin commanded.

Letting out a cry, the Phoenix flew high into the air before it began to nosedive right for Riser. Trying to escape the Phoenix, there was no avoiding it. When the Pheonix collided with Riser a great explosion of flame occurred leaving nothing more than black smoke as a result. Using his aerokinesis to disperse the smoke, there on the ground laid a charred body. Walking over, Riser was still alive, if only just.

"I suppose I should just put you out of your misery now," Túrin looked down at the devil before he unsheathed his sword and raised it into the air with the intent on ending the fight then and there.

On the downward swing, something happened in which no one expected. Ravel, Riser's own sister stood to protect him, even if she herself had no love for him. Stopping himself from going any further, Túrin sheathed his sword.

"Please, he's beaten, you don't need to kill him," Ravel pleaded. "My brother spared Issei, so please show him the same kindness and mercy," she continued with tears in her eyes.

Astonished by her unwavering loyalty to her family, a warm smile came upon Túrin's battle-hardened face. Placing his sword hand softly on Ravel's head, she looked to him in wonder before he wiped her tears away.

"No more tears, little bird," he told her softly. "Heal your brother," he instructed her. "And Riser if you can hear me even, know that it is because of your sister that you live this day. From here on out, I expect you to treat her with love and respect, anything less, and not even she will be able to save you from my ire," Túrin warned him with Riser giving a weak nod. "Take care of yourself little bird," he smiled at Ravel before he flew up to the balcony where Rias and Asia immediately jumped into his arms.