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Having traversed the seemingly immeasurable length of
Levyuhthanh, Azhah Vahyzthah raised his rapier, stabbing into
a gaseous cyclone overhead. The seething pentagram, which had
just been drawn, started tightening from end to end and con-
stricting Levyuhthanh’s movements. While the drake struggled
angrily against that snare, its entire breadth began going up in
blazes very fast. Yet it spat out another abysmal expectoration
before being burnt to ashes. This projectile was painstakingly
deflected by Azhah, leaving him momentarily open to an attack.
Brax abandoned his pet beast, lunging at Azhah in a last-
ditch attempt to overwhelm the opponent. Those efforts were
not in vain because Azhah was still recovering. The antimatter
flail found its mark square in the Archangel’s armour, breaking
his breastplate and knocking him backward. Rainbow tinted
filaments emanated from the inflicted wound!
“It hath been remarkably long since last I beheld mine own
blessed blood. Such a slight cannot go unanswered. Thy Will
be broken Baal Abraxah!”

Azhah Vahyztha’s falchion flared anew and its brilliancy
blinded Brax for an instant. The Omega Amezhah Zpentah
seized this important opportunity to slip that sabre’s pointy tip
through the Alpha Arkhonz’ chain mail, piercing his dark heart!

The two immortal enemies stood there a little longer than
Brax needed to say:

“Be thee cursed, Azhah Vahyzthah! What I hast initiated
shalt yet reach its apex. Another wilt arise to avenge me.”

Thence with those words, his metaphysical aggregates dis-
sipated from Daath.

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