1682 Drake's Growth Amidst Despair

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The stakes pierced the demonic soul, its flames weakening severely as a result. The demon glanced in disbelief as the stakes imbued his soul with holy power, his very existence growing weaker and smaller!

"S-She even can conjure… The Stakes of Sealing?!" he muttered on his very last moments. "T-That's… a power only the Seven Archangels can use!"

Before he could fight back, his flames extinguished completely, his soul began to grow weaker and then disappeared, the light illuminated everything. 

BOOOM!

And he died, his immortality did not matter anymore, as his soul was completely destroyed.

As the flames erupted and blew into pieces, Benladra looked the destruction with eyes full of confusion, and a bit of guilt.

"What did he meant with all of that?" wondered Benladra. "Why did he choose to die this way?"

As she sighed, she looked at Kate approaching her.