Archangel Michael watched from a distance with his golden spear resting silently against his shoulder.
His gaze never left Asqa as she tore through the Celestials' army with alarming ease showing how strong she is right now.
She was no longer just a former servant of Uriel or just simply Clyde's friend. She had become a force of destruction just like Clyde himself.
"She's stronger than we expected," he muttered under his breath, jaw clenched.
Even he who were considered one of Eden's strongest, would hesitate before engaging her directly.
He scanned the others nearby. Uriel, Azrael, Gabriel, the Celestial, even the Demon Kings. Their eyes were all on her, their faces drawn tight with unease.
They could see it too that Asqa was dangerous and she could be buying time for something.
That's what unsettled Michael and them the most. She came out alone so where was Clyde who is the true anomaly. The nightmare. The one who brought corruption of countless realms?
