[Suzerain of Sheol]

Mehetabel matches Na'lsa's stare with an immutable defiance to her regard that seems to flow entirely naturally from her earlier serenity. She does not blink at all as she tells the demon,

"This is not the hand of my master."

She waits a moment for that to sink in, then adds, "And when you speak this name, Kasdeja, a terror seizes my heart. Is this companion of yours an utter fool? We may all be in great danger."

Brushing past Na'lsa, she exits out into the street and catches the eye of one of her followers, giving him the slightest of nods, at which he scampers off.

* * *

Pain.

I am... I am... wounded.

Dying?

Am I dying?

Father?

Was it your truly your wish, that we never meet again?

Is this what comes... to the children of angels?

INDEED.

AS IT WAS WRITTEN, "DURING THE DAYS OF SLAUGHTER AND DESTRUCTION OF THE NEPHILIM, WHEREVER THEIR SPIRITS DEPART THEIR BODIES, THEIR FLESH WILL BE DESTROYED BEFORE THE JUDGMENT. THUS THEY WILL PERISH, UNTIL THE DAY OF THE GREAT END OF THE GREAT WORLD. SO SAY TO THEM, "YOU WILL NEVER OBTAIN PEACE!"

AND YOU NEVER SHALL, ABOMINATION OF SEMYAZA.