Gariel launched himself into the sky, wings beating with radiant force as he shot upward like a comet. Lucifer smirked, flexing his fingers before following, his own dark aura twisting into wings of pure shadow. The heavens above the Great Desert darkened as the two ascended, their energy colliding in violent bursts.
Gariel struck first, his holy sword slashing in a brilliant arc. Lucifer dodged with unnatural speed, weaving through the air like a phantom. With a flick of his wrist, he sent a barrage of black spears hurtling toward Gariel. The angel spun midair, deflecting them with swift, precise cuts before counterattacking with a blinding beam of divine energy.
The blast seared toward Lucifer, who raised a single hand. The moment the light touched his palm, it warped and shattered, splitting into a thousand shards of darkness. With a grin, Lucifer twisted through the air and appeared behind Gariel in an instant, clawed fingers reaching for his back.
