Ch 29 - Fury

Damn it, Damn it, Damn it! Calm down Adam look at what you did just because you couldn't keep a handle on yourself again. The rushing wind reached its end as I passed past the demon in the air, not in the position I wanted as any dodged attacks would land in Paarl causing massive collateral so I had to focus. 

"Bloedskulp Dun." My fastest aura attack and completely useless as he swiftly moves aside letting the attack harmlessly pass him and leave a thin gash in the mountain behind him. I slowly start dropping and try the attack again horizontally but it was more unsteady, unlike Dylan, I can't use air pressure techniques, and Fuck Muhammad and his wind magic that could let him stride on the wind like it was the ground. Finally, a cloud is pulled beneath me, courtesy of Mandella. Now with a foothold and a better angle, I flare my Legacy Aura to the max, waking the beast and Letting out an attack.

"Stomp bloedster konstilasie!" The widened attack was enough to cover the sky between us and even if it could dodge the slower attack it it would be vauntable but it didn't. Two flaming sword strikes from below and one wind strike from above damage the attack enough that the red man only takes superficial damage. The two demons from below climb as more clouds fill the sky thanks to Mandella so I use them to the max.

""He shot his arrows and scattered the enemy, with great bolts of lightning he routed them."" With a Shallow burst of manna, several lighting bolts shoot down from the clouds targeting the two demons. They dodged about half but a few struck each of them as the two demons that rushed up finally caught up to us and split the spear demon flying toward me and the sword demon flying toward the red man. My time was running out I leaped back up off my foothold to the larger cloud behind me. The Spear demon thrusts his hand and tries to inflict me with either a pestilence or disability but thanks to the level of my aura and its interference it doesn't take but I slow down and focus on my breathing.

""Our Father Who Art in Heaven Hallowed be Thy Name, I come to you today in my time of need and offer a prayer of intercession. Stand by me and lend me your voice, stand by me and lend me your strength, stand by me and lend me your authority. Send these demons out of our presence to Clean the World, to the bowls of the Pit foul beings."" The prayer invocation was ruptured in a blinding burst of manna. it isn't the best in a situation where a demon can run as once they leave your presence the rite has no effect. But on the other hand, in the right circumstances, the demons can't just flee, and as the spear demon bearly managed to miss his thrust he was banished. Once the blinding light fades I land back down on one of the mandala's clouds seeing The red man standing with only a tinge of annoyance as it seems the sword demon sacrificed himself to redirect the spell to him. 

"Will you please just get banished you damn demon!" I shout out in aggravation, using a burst step to rapidly close the distance and charge a sword thrust as he launches his own lighting from the cloud beneath him augmenting it with his sulfuric wind enhancing it further.

"You can at least use my name, Adam." The demon mocked as I jumped between clouds dodging the lighting.

"I am Fazael, The Power." A Name and a station, why would he be so confident or arrogant to do so? With his abilities powers and nature are revealed so why go far? Eminence of God why? Why are you focusing so much attention and force here and why leave the people so vulnerable to be liberated? I send off a blood slash but he bats it aside with his crosier.

"Twee van 'n soort." A gruff voice belonging to a hard man who enjoys smoking a pack a day echoed in my head. Shut it Herman I need to think. I admonished my beast of Cain as I tried and refocus as a demon raised his crozier as the two snakes of wind jumped from the staff and towards me the demon silent the whole time.

"Mounie soo wees nie. Ons praat meer beeragtign jy gebruik nie genoeg aura om my deesdae wakker te maak nie, so hoekom laat ons nie los nie." His voice grating me I can supress it but not erase it so whenever it awakens again my anger spikes and as a snake bites into my calf and fill it with burning venom but I can get rid of the one snake biting me.

""Away from me all you who do evil,for the Lord has heard my weeping."" I manage to grunt out the chant, the snake bashes against the summoned gloden sheid and dispurses against it. I grab my leg and focus my aura but with so much sulfur in the air my breathing starts to falter and my eyes start to buffer the colors bleeding into one another but I still see clear enough to see Fazael still floating in the same position.

"Look At all the people you damned." I say as I point to the side of the army of people below as my aggression is at its peak. I stand up the burning subsides a bit but it isn't enough of a hindrance to stop me from fighting.

"I wish to save them, I wish to be like my creator." He looks up his voice away from his usual monotony cracking a little as he takes his eyes away from me a cocky move but one he can afford. I took that time to recoup, my strengthening spells were still holding, and my manna had been depleted about half; more from aura than spells. My auras, sixty percent Legacy and forty percent Grey were a bit depleted but they recovered quickly so it is of little worry. 

"Why can't I do the same Adam, Why can't I help the poor fools." He looks down at me again awaiting my response.

""Gift me with strength and Gift me with the flaming swords of angels, Amen."" I finish my spell as a flame springs to life in my hand, I grasp it and the flaming sword takes shape. Cracking a smile the confidence of two weapons bolster me.

"Salvation is a gift far from your grasp so don't pretend you can give or get any." I taunt and am ready to go again.

"Only Petty Words." He replied but his eyes were finally alight.

"Let's End this then." His voice ruptured in a burst of sulfuric wind turning every cloud within eighty km into dust, killing my sky footholds and burning my body badly enough that I would need a specialist healer to help. My legacy aura is a burden in a fight that gets drawn out like this as the more small damage I accumulate the harder it would be to sustain my best. But I needed to make a move as I was pushed back and down with plenty of force.

""He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds."" The chant is short and efficient as the bleeding stops and small wounds close enough to continue even though I start breathing in the sulfurous air setting my lungs ablaze.

""He has prepared his deadly weapons; he makes ready his flaming arrows."" The sword breaks apart and several bolts of fire fly off towards him stronger than the ones I sent at Joshua not too long ago the spells magnifying each other's power and speed as three of the dozen hit him burning him badly enough to put some distance between us as I continue to fall. Landing into the crowd of possessed puppets; I tried and maneuver my way around them but Fazael cared not, lightly catering the ground as he landed injuring 3 and pushing the rest around him into the crowd. We rushed to each other clashing my sword against his crosier, I used smite against him dropping his crosier but I couldn't strike as people rushed to protect him.

"Our Father Who Art in Heaven Hallowed be Thy Name, I come to you today in humble Spirit to request your Aid ..." As I begin chanting my manna flares to get him to react by either fleeing or getting banished. Just then a golden Konda sword Struke Fazael with a spray of The First Blood and he smiled a wicked and rotten smile.