with Dahlia and Lucifer. He growled.
Andy leapt through the air. He jumped onto Uriel’s back and smashed the morning star into his head. “You are back for more?”
Uriel twisted, looking up. “Andrealphus! Good, I wanted to continue our talk.”
“I don’t!” Andy kicked Uriel in the back of the head, sending him into the ground. He landed on Uriel. They hit the ice and skidded along the surface.
Uriel knocked Andy off and stabbed him in the leg with a short dagger. “Stay and talk , Andrealphus! You love to talk!”
“Fuck!” Andy hissed and darted away. He held his leg; the wound did not heal. His hand came away covered in blood. Andy looked at Uriel’s weapon; it glowed like the spear.
“Yes, you see.” Uriel watched his eyes. “We were given new weapons. He gave them to us before this battle.”
Andy limped along the ground. He moved further away from the crater, hoping to draw the Archangel away. “Toys, nothing more. We have been injured before.”
“Oh these will do more than injure I think.” Uriel pulled out a second blade and lunged.
Andy dove and kicked Uriel. Uriel slashed at him slicing open his foot. Andy hit the ground and rolled away, his blood streaked the snow. He sucked in air. “It doesn’t matter.”
Uriel paused. “What does not matter?”
“What you do to me, here.”
“Oh I think it matters to you, Andrealphus.” Uriel dove and swiped at him, scoring his hand.
Andy limped. “You cannot break me like you have broken others.”
Uriel smirked. “Doubtful.”
Berith plowed into Uriel, knocking him back. He grinned. “Baby brother, I have missed you!”
Uriel flipped to his feet and glared at both Fallen. He saw Apple on Berith’s back. “Ah, a present!”
Andy looked to Berith. “Those blades, they pierce and do not heal. They are as the spear is!”
Berith nodded. “Noted.” He stepped between Andy and Uriel.
Andy backed away, heading for Belial. He could no longer run, but he could move fast enough to cut off an attack on her. He clenched his teeth; he could at least do that for her.
Belial flipped over his head and landed behind him with her swords drawn. She glanced over her shoulder. “Go back to Dahlia, you’re hurt.”
Andy turned and reached for her. “I am not letting you fight Uriel!”
“Not letting me?” Belial smirked. “This is my fight.” She planted a foot in his chest, sending him towards the crater. She turned and faced Uriel as he charged Berith.
Andy landed at the lip of the crater. Lucifer helped him to his feet. “I need your help.”
Andy nodded and held his morning star like a bat. He concentrated and ignored the pain from his cuts. The two circled the crater. He leapt over Dahlia’s head and smashed the morning star into a pair of diving angels.
Dahlia was coated in blood, stabbed in numerous places. The spear cuts were small, but draining. The wounds would not heal. Her blood ran in rivulets into the ooze at her feet. Her movements slowed. She blinked against fatigue and sent another wall of liquid at Michael.
Lucifer watched her. Concern and worry made his movements erratic. He ached over Furcas, but could not let that cloud his thinking either. They just had to wait until Paimon returned then they could retreat.
Lucifer locked his emotions away; he had one task, Dahlia’s protection. He made it all consuming. Lucifer readied his bat.
***
Gabriel flew on fire, unthinking, but in the cold of space, he slowly regained himself. He hit the moon and stopped. Gabriel shut out the thoughts and images that plagued him. He gasped; he remembered his responsibilities and tasks. He put the uncertain thoughts and fragments of memory out of his mind as he had done for ages.
Gabriel turned and looked back at Earth. He